Luyện nghe bài hát Highway 29

I slipped on her shoe, she was a size seven
I said "There's no smokin' in the ma'am."
She crossed her and then
We made some small talk that's where it have stopped
She slipped me her number, I put it in my
My hand slipped up her skirt, everything slipped my
In little roadhouse
On 29

It was a small town bank it was a
I had a gun you know the rest
Money on the floorboards, shirt was in blood
And she was cryin', her and me we south
On 29

In a little desert the air was hot and clean
I slept the sleep of the dead, I didn't
I woke in the morning, washed my face in the
We into the Sierra Madres 'cross the border line
The winter sun through the black trees
I told myself it was all in her
But as we drove I knew it was in me
Something that'd been comin' for a long long
And something was here with me now
On 29

The road was with broken glass and gasoline
She sayin' nothin', it was just a dream
The come silent through the windshield
All I see was snow, sky and pines
I closed my and I was runnin'
I was then I was flyin'