Luyện nghe bài hát Haulin'

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

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

Got a gig in Nashville
Beat it back to
Followed me all the way to Little
something I done was against the law

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

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

V-8 out real time
than a 808
Leakin' red eye gravy from my
Spoutin' hot coffee from the plate

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

She likes it in the mornin'
Like it in the too
In between, she don't it
Just about any old time 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
Rollin' in the grass of Kentucky
Yeah, I'm get there

I tell her not to
couldn't pin nothin' on me
Club owner, a hundred dollars
I do it for fun but I gotta eat

I cut him and I coasted Conway
Put him by the side of the
Made Fort Smith evening
Packed me a bag, now I'm to go

And I'm haulin',
Fort Smith to
I'm see my baby
Gonna see my baby with to kill

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

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