Luyện nghe bài hát Merry-go-round

"Merry-Go-round"
Written by Don
Performed by Chisel
I cried my tears in a of tequila
For a truck-stop with a dubious name
She held my heart like a blackjack
And took my when she left the game
She was overly fond of sophisticated around
I've had a bellyful of livin' in the old merry-go-round
Well I played in the summer and I froze in the
And I for the high school beauty queen
She was to a rich young timber miller
And a boy when she was just nineteen
Crazy love, never gonna settle
I've had a bellyful of on the same old merry-go-round
Like any man I've got to work for a
to earn my soul for a weekend show
Saturday morning be down by the river
whipped at the Copmanhurst rodeo
When the weekend comes I'm gonna set fire to the
I've had a of workin' on the same old merry-go-round
I'm out as the sun goes down
Bundeburg at the end of the day
I'm twentyfive, I'm half
The rest is only just a away
Give me a ticket, take me to a city
I've had a of livin' on the same old merry-go-round