Luyện nghe bài hát Road Ladies

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

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

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

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

Don't it ever get
Don't it ever make a young man 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 ever miss your in the country
And your hot mamma too?

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

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

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

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

I'm gonna hang up them ol' holiday
And heal my knees up, when 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 hot little mamma too?

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

Don't you better get a shot from the doctor for the
ladies do to you.