Luyện nghe bài hát Northwest 222

I'm a strummin' out in the sticks
For the and the bread
And you're wise to let me sing
This in my head.
And if there's any way to get
Strumming on out
I go driven to pick up old
222 en route.

But now they've gone and
Old 222
a late night bird that always
brought me back to you
a thousand miles between us
Babe I cannot get through
Is there left to count on, now
That old 222 is
Old 222 is gone.

My bouncin' on my shoulder, my
Ticket in my
I'm on the ramp on board, I just
Made it
pillows down and a blanket and I
Stretch out the seat
Yes I'm our, winging homeward
Where I got this to keep

But now they've gone and
Old 222
It's a late night bird that
brought me home to you
There's a miles between us
Babe I cannot get through
Is there nothing left to on, now
That old 222 is
Old 222 is gone.

Minneapolis at 1 AM at 3
Detroit at 5 the it's New York City
Where she's for me

And I come off the jet way the
is in my eyes
When I see you there at curbside
I'm kissin' you at
Yes you the van to get me.
Sometime when the is late
We would find a for parking
When the would not wait

But now they've gone and
Old 222
It's a night bird that always
me back home to you
There's a thousand between us
Babe that I get through
Is there left to count on, now
old 222 is gone?
Old 222 is gone.