Luyện nghe bài hát Home To Houston

When I out of Basra they all wished me luck
Just they always did before
a bulletproof screen on the hood of my truck
And a Bradley on my back
And I her up and shifted her down
And I this prayer to my lord
I God get me back home to Houston alive
and I wont drive a anymore

in the mornin and Im rollin fast
Haulin nine thousand gallons of high gas
Sergeant on the radio at me
Look out up here come a R.P.G.
If I get home to Houston alive
Then I wont a truck anymore

Ive driven the big for all of my life
And my handles Train
Down mountain roads on the darkest of nights
I had ice in my veins
And I come over here cause I just didnt
Now Im and wiser by far
If I get home to Houston alive
Then I wont drive a anymore

Great God Amighty what was with me
I the moneys good but buddy cant you see
You take it with you and that aint no lie
I dont let em get me Im too young to die
If I ever get to Houston alive
Then I wont a truck anymore

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