Luyện nghe bài hát Highway 80 (she's a mighty good road)

Down to a dollar in a terrible fix, i was hopin my bookie would
Coolin my heels at the motel six, for the axe to fall
rings, man, i'm white as a ghost
But it's my on the line from the jersey coast, she says
"C'mon home, honey," gonna make it after all, and

First stop, salt lake
Big springs, laramie lookin pretty
Ogallala, platte, sun settin in it
Newton to chicago in a new york
Then hobart, elkhart, maumee, cuyanoga
Youngstown, hazletown, dover i'm a over
Fairfax, bloomfield, a my soul:
Highway 80, she's a good road

I saw me a yarn on the tv set the surfers out in malibalou
So i bought me some baggies and i me a jet just to see if them stories was true
Well the was cold and the beer was hot
Called my from the parkin lot, i said
"Baby, do you miss me?" "honey, you that i do"

And it's first stop, lake city...

Now if i was a actor or a hippie i would head out for the califo-line
Cruise my caddie up and down the strip, hollywood and vine
But i'm an boy and i'm east coast bound
Got a redneck woman in a blueblood
And i'm goin to see my baby just one more time

And it's first stop, salt city...