Luyện nghe bài hát Paint The Town Beige

I up the fast lane for a blacktop county road
Just burned out on all that talk the motherlode
I traded for a songbird, a piece of sky
When I the good old days I can't imagine why

Still I get and drive into town
I cruise once down Main street and turn around
crazy but God knows I don't act my age
Like an old who paints the town beige

Down along the river, past the swimming
You can find your piece of mind with just a fishing
And you can walk the river for and miles on end
And never stop believing in that dream around the

But still I get and drive into town
My radio playing, my roll down
It's crazy but God knows I act my age
Like an old desperado who paints the town

Deep down in the winter, time to a crawl
There's really nothing to do until the first spring thaw
It's then I get to thinking I must have gone
Memories roll through my like a long slow railroad train

Still I get restless and into town
Watch the world through a as it all comes unwind
It's crazy but God I don't act my age
Like those old who paint the town beige
I up the fast lane