Luyện nghe bài hát Riding to New York

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

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

'Cause I wanna see my one last time
Wanna hold her close and feel her tiny heartbeat to mine
see my son and the man he's become
Tell him I'm sorry for the I've done
And I'd do it if I had to
I'm this bike and riding to New York

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

'Cause I see my grand-son one last time
Wanna see his eyes sparkling and stare back into
Now my time is
I wanna see my
Tell her all the things I should have 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 last
Lay flowers down for the woman who gave me the years of my life
And I'd do it if I had to
I'd do it if I had to
I'm taking this and riding to New York"