Luyện nghe bài hát Home To Houston

Yeah!
When I pulled out of Basra, they all wished me
Just like they did before
a bulletproof screen on the hood of my truck
And a Bradley on my back
And I wound her up and I shifted her
And I offered prayer to my Lord

I said, "God get me back to Houston alive"
And I won't drive a truck

Yes, in mornin', I'm rollin' fast
nine thousand gallons of high test gas
Sergeant on the radio at me
Said, "Look out up here come a R P G"

If I get home to Houston alive
Then I won't drive a anymore

Well, I've driven the big rigs for all of my
And my radio handle's
Down steep mountain on the darkest of nights
I had ice water in my
And I come over here I just didn't care
Now I'm and wiser by far

Yeah, if I get home to Houston alive
Then I won't drive a truck

Yeah, great God Almighty, what was with me?
I know the money's good, buddy you see
You can't it with you and ain't no lie
I don't wanna let 'em get me, I'm too to die

If I ever get to Houston alive
Then I won't a truck anymore