Luyện nghe bài hát Ruby and Carlos

Ruby said you getting a sin of of hurt
Down the mason dumb ass lined the food gets worse
I can't go to Tennessee
That Nascar not for me
Go on if you think you

Carlos his drums up in the darken night
standing just outside the front porch light
Chain camel straights
The sky off to the got grey
And he off in a cloud of dust

In a grey coat at the gate, she said,
"You're right it's getting
You and me got to do
We can't be burning day too

She took down the laid rope
And stayed off slippery slope
Now Aspen were turning gold up top
The talk was buzzing round the shop

he barely half her age
Well how they do nowadays
We should have all been so

By spring she had the run of the free men
Ruby turned 50 in a sheep tent
Her body still could all night
But her was closed and locked up tight

But feels all muddy and brown
The gossip long such down
After one more Cogans
coffee for the county vet

Pictures on the ice box
in the first gulf war
Black eyed brown and face
Smiling back from a Saudi

Carlos on the big bay mere
Heavier now and haired
Looking past the saddle
From way on inside his head

And the whole vet one day Rub
that cold break an egg in you
Now and then one along
You just can't write and he went on

And the storm didn't catch
And back hard as she struck a match
But she cupped it in time
And she sent that flying

You back the flood
It just do no good
You can't unclench your
To howl the way you
So you curl lips around
The taste of and the hallow sound
And no one but you
No one but you

Carlos the road gig
And he saw it
He rode the bus
While the flew

Managed out a road,
Carlos never saw the
The session had that all sewn up

He looked out the
And it starts to
on a friends couch on Nevada street
Lately been staying high
Sick all winter and know why
Don't know why or won't say
They don't much down on the V.A

And Ruby's in his thoughts some
thoughts can get out past the wine
He his fingers on his brow
And right he misses how
How she looked in grey morning light

She never like they all do now
He sees it all behind his
And his hands go searching but come out dry

Half way in that dream
Carlos let's the land ring

He'd never guess it was Ruby
A pen in her hip from the grey coat
Figure eights and a loop
Stumbled on lazy slope

Holding the flood
It don't do no good
You can't your teeth
To howl the way you
So you curl your around
The of tears and the hallow sound
And no one but you
No one but you