Luyện nghe bài hát Riding to New York

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

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

'Cause I see my grand-daughter one last time
hold her close and feel her tiny heartbeat next to mine
Wanna see my son and the man become
Tell him I'm for the things I've done
And I'd do it if I had to
I'm taking this and riding to New York

the forests 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 where my is sore and my eyes turn red
to the trucks roll past my door
Through the fields of Ohio as the sunshine them gold
I run like a river runs, rapid, quick and cold
And fly through Pennsylvania and the Jersey tolls
And I won't stop I get to New York

'Cause I wanna see my grand-son one last
Wanna see his eyes sparkling and stare into mine
Now my is shorter
I wanna see my
Tell her all the things that I 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 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 this bike and to New York"