Luyện nghe bài hát Road Ladies

Frank (guitar, vocals)
Ian (rhythm guitar)
simmons (bass, vocals)
George (organ)
dunbar (drums)
The phlorescent leech and (vocals)

it ever get lonesome?
Yeah!
Sure lonesome
Don't it get sad when you go out on the road?
Oh, was one time 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 day tour?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I someday I will never,
I gonna roam the country side.
No more.

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

you ever miss your house in the country
And your hot little mamma

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

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