Luyện nghe bài hát Number 34

Little brother's in the backyard up the engine
Tuning up for night
Be a dirt track
Racing the oval
everything in sight
But come Sunday mornin we'll all in
And head the road to church
Mamma in the hangin on for dear life
Cursing brother on every

Number 34 painted on the
on the fenders
STP
A Hurst four on the floor
The preacher his eyes
preying hard
When cuts a donut in the church house yard
The congregation roars for 34

brother was a baby
We knew he'd be a
He loved the of gasoline
He could say Max
Before Dad and
He could say Valvoline
He took the car to the demolition derby
When he was fifteen
He don't worry mamma
I'll fix it up
Now we've got a mean

With 34 painted on the doors
Flames on the
STP
A Hurst shifter on the floor
Even mamma now and then behind the wheel
And pops second gear and the rubber peel
A hot mamma for sure at 34
The preacher shuts his
Starts hard
brother cuts a donut in the church house yard
The congregation for number 34
A hot mamma for is number 34