Luyện nghe bài hát New York City R.f.d.

From Herte, to Tupelo
Then I caught an freight
With sky high opened out scopes
And hurt all over my

New York City is a bad to be
you're out of your head
Country style, wild country style

The new off and time wears off
And my roots are through
But cares about from where you came
But what can get out of you

And New City is a bad place to be
you're out of your head
Country style, wild country style

would mom and daddy say
If saw me this a way
they pray for me? Yes, they would
But nobody's heard about day women
In that Herte, neighborhood

And New York is a bad place to be
When out of your head
Country style, running wild country

New York is a bad place to be
When you're out of your
Country style, wild country style