Luyện nghe bài hát Riding to New York

Well, I met him in
He was and overcast
With long, grey hair and that stared
me like I was glass
I asked "Where are you to?"
He said, "I'm the I'm just blowing through."
He lit up a cigarette and began to

"See the doctors told me that my won't hold me
My lungs are black
a lucky strike's fool since I was at school
And there ain't no turning
They can't me how long I've got
months but maybe not
I'm taking this and riding to New York

I wanna see my grand-daughter one last time
Wanna hold her close and feel her heartbeat next to mine
Wanna see my son and the man he's
Tell him I'm sorry for the things done
And I'd do it if I had to
I'm taking this bike and riding to New

Through the forests of Wisconsin that I as a boy
Past the sky of Chicago
the lakes of Illinois
I lay my head in a motel bed my back is sore and my eyes turn red
to the trucks roll past my door
Through the of Ohio as the sunshine paints them gold
I run just like a river runs, rapid, quick and
And fly through Pennsylvania and the Jersey tolls
And I stop 'till I get to New York

'Cause I wanna see my grand-son one last
Wanna see his eyes sparkling and back into mine
Now my is shorter
I see my daughter
Tell her all the things that I should taught her
And I'd do it if I had to
Oh, I'm taking this bike I'm to New York

And I'd go up to the churchyard one time
Lay down for the woman who gave me the best years of my life
And I'd do it if I had to
I'd do it if I had to
I'm taking bike and riding to New York"