Luyện nghe bài hát Highway Junkie

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

There nothin' in my mirror
a cloud of dust and smoke
What do you
When some ole trucker's gets broke
Yeah, a trucker's heart broke

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

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

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

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

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So I rolled on to Memphis,
I had nothin' left to
Wanted to some rock n' roll
But all they was blues
I didn't wanna hear no

So I went to call up
But Miller grabbed the phone
He drive that eighteen wheeler boy
You're the king of the
Said I was the king of the

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

I I'm a highway junkie, man,
And I need that old line...