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

Down to a dollar in a terrible fix, i was hopin my would call
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 it after all, and it's

stop, salt lake city
Big springs, laramie lookin pretty
Ogallala, north platte, sun in it
to chicago in a new york minute
Then it's hobart, elkhart, maumee,
Youngstown, hazletown, i'm a flyin over
Fairfax, bloomfield, a my soul:
Highway 80, she's a might road

I saw me a on the tv set about the surfers out in malibalou
So i bought me some baggies and i hopped me a jet just to see if them was true
Well the water was cold and the was hot
my baby from the parkin lot, i said
"Baby, do you miss me?" "honey, you know 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 oklahoma boy and i'm east coast
Got a redneck woman in a town
And i'm goin to see my baby just one more time

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