Luyện nghe bài hát Highway Junkie

A hundred of coffee,
Five hundred
A thousand miles of
And I forgot her yet
But I on movin',
I keep down the line

There ain't in my mirror
Just a of dust and smoke
What do you
some ole trucker's heart gets broke
Yeah, a trucker's heart gets

But them big wheels of
Gonna rub her off my
I'm a highway junkie
And I need old white line

Ten miles outta'
I was doin' a and one
State boy me over
He "Where's the fire son?"
"Where's the fire son?"

I said man ain't no fire
I'm just from a flame
So go on an write ticket, man,
But I aint the one to
county judge tried to rob me blind

But big wheels of rubber
Gonna rub her off my
Well I'm a junkie
And I need that old line

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So I rolled on to Memphis,
I had left to loose
Wanted to some rock n' roll
But all played was blues
I wanna hear no blues

So I went to call up
But Roger Miller grabbed the
He said drive eighteen wheeler boy
the king of the road
Said I was the of the road

But them big of rubber
Gonna rub her off my
Well I'm a highway
And I need old white line

I said I'm a junkie, man,
And I need old white line...