Luyện nghe bài hát Haulin'

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

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

Got a gig in Nashville
it back to Arkansas
Followed me all the way to Little
Sayin' I done was against the law

So I'm haulin',
Fort Smith to
see my baby
Gonna see my baby time to kill

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

V-8 slappin' out real
Deeper a 808
Leakin' red eye from my manifold
Spoutin' hot from the boiler plate

I'm up the road like biscuits
all the time in the world
Sun comes up and I'm
Kentucky line gonna see my girl

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

So I'm haulin',
Fort to Louisville
I'm gonna see my
See my with time to kill

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

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

I cut him and I coasted through
Put him by the of the road
Fort Smith that evening
Packed me a bag, now I'm to go

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

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

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