Luyện nghe bài hát Rough Edges

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

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

by the river the ole boys still ride,
and the edges are as suicide,
and the whiskey's got color and the feed on grass,
where the pump water and your checks don't go bad,
your blankets are dirty, your frayed,
but all through the night, that just sways,
so round up cattle and load up that train,
'cause an east wind y'know always brings