Luyện nghe bài hát Road Ladies

Frank (guitar, vocals)
Ian (rhythm guitar)
Jeff (bass, vocals)
duke (organ)
Aynsley (drums)
The phlorescent leech and (vocals)

Don't it get lonesome?
Yeah!
Sure lonesome
Don't it ever get sad you go out on the road?
Oh, there was one in minneapolis.. when I thought I had the clap for sure
Don't it get lonesome?
Whoa-ho!
ain't the word
Don't it ever get sad when you go out on a thirty day

You got nothing but groupies and promotors to you
And a of laundry by the hotel door.

it ever get lonesome?
Don't it ever give a young man the

Don't it get lonesome?
Don't it ever a young man wanna go back home?

When the p.a. system it,
And the band plays some of the terriblest shit you've ever known.

Don't you ever miss your house in the
And your hot little too?

Don't you ever miss your house in the
And hot little mamma too?

Don't you better get a from the doctor for what the
Road do to you.

I know someday I never,
never go out on the road again.

I know I will never,
I ain't gonna the country side.
No more.

I'm gonna up them ol' holiday inns
And heal my knees up, from I was doin' it on the floor
See me it!
See me on the floor

Don't you ever miss house in the country
And your hot mamma too?

Don't you miss your house in the country
And your hot little mamma

Don't you better get a shot the doctor for what the
Road do to you.