Luyện nghe bài hát Haulin'

Haulin', I'm
Smith to Louisville
I'm see my baby
See my baby with to kill

Well, I'm flyin',
No one on the tonight
My detector's not buzzin'
No eighteen wheeler, not a cop in

Got a little gig in
Beat it back to
me all the way to Little Rock
Sayin' I done was against the law

So I'm haulin',
Fort to Louisville
see my baby
Gonna see my baby with to kill

So I'm haulin',
I'm get there
Rollin' in the blue of Kentucky
I'm get there

V-8 out real time
Deeper a 808
Leakin' red eye gravy my manifold
Spoutin' hot coffee the boiler plate

I'm chewin' up the road biscuits
all the time in the world
Sun up and I'm crossin'
Kentucky state line gonna see my

She likes it early in the
it in the evening too
In between, she don't it
about any old time will do

So I'm haulin',
Smith to Louisville
I'm see my baby
See my baby with to kill

And I'm haulin',
I'm gonna get
Rollin' in the green grass of
Yeah, I'm get there

I her not to worry
couldn't pin nothin' on me
Club owner, short a dollars
I do it for fun but I still eat

I cut him and I coasted Conway
Put him by the of the road
Made Fort that evening
me a bag, now I'm ready to go

And I'm haulin',
Fort to Louisville
I'm gonna see my
Gonna see my baby time to kill

Flyin',
I'm gonna get
Rollin' in the grass of Kentucky
Oh, I'm get there

Flyin',
I'm get there
Rollin' in the grass of Kentucky
Oh, I'm gonna get there,