Luyện nghe bài hát Rough Edges

Cracks in your windshield, holes in life,
and you're to get home, before it gets light,
and old five ton truck don't run good no more,
barely up those hills with your foot to the floor,
and your horses are tired, excuses are weak,
and you won a race since '73,
but all through the night, the trailer sways,
'cause an east wind, y'know brings rain.

Out on the highway, the big rigs roll,
out past your life and your front door,
on the skyline, signs on the road,
you pick up your mail, you don't answer your phone,
and your old friends are dead or they've all away,
wild flowers grow over graves,
and the they throw at the end of the lane,
an east wind y'know always brings rain.

Down by the river the ole boys ride,
and the are rough as suicide,
and the got color and the cows feed on grass,
where the windmills pump water and checks don't go bad,
your are dirty, your eternity frayed,
but all the night, that trailer just sways,
so up those cattle and load up that train,
'cause an east wind always brings rain