Luyện nghe bài hát Little House On The Highway

Makin' my way Tullahoma,
pick up the pace.
I'm traveling with a ring circus,
Headed for Fe.

I found a radio station
And it's me wide awake.
And just when I like what I hear
That's it starts fading away.

We're stacking up miles and down the passing lane
A trucker's tan and Ray-Bans
Looking for a to top off the propane
Moving on in this little house on the highway.

The cabinet doors keep swinging each time I make a left
The only way I where I'm going is chasing the sun straight west
stacking up miles and slowing down the passing lane
A trucker's tan and dirty
Looking for a to top off the propane
Moving on along in this little on the highway.

Wheels keep rolling into mountain and the hills are all beginning to

You'll know we finally it there when the wood is all petrified
don't use the brakes, pop the clutch and shift those gears
It's no man's land the Rio Grande
Driving through the sand and we're out here

up miles and slowing down the passing lane
A tan and dirty Ray-Bans
Looking for a place to top off the
on along in this little house on the highway.
Little house on the