Luyện nghe bài hát Running Through The Rain

Last night we rode our in Seattle,
Me and Bill packed the car in the rain.
Witch and John were at the beer stand, sprung.
But we got 'em and hit the road again.
Chewin' and spittin' in a bottle.
With country music on the radio.
Talkin' girls and and gold beltbuckles.
Rollin' south to a rodeo.
Just rollin' down that American highway,
With the sky lit up like a flame.
Chasin' and followin' a rainbow.
Like runnin' through the rain.
Well rodeo time in Oakdale, California.
And we stumble the trash out of the car.
And ole looks at me through whiskers and wild, red eyeballs,
And says, we look more like hobo's big-time rodeo stars.
Well we ride our broncs and we all win a money.
And there's Witch over at the beer again.
But look, got his arm around a little California honey.
An' Bill says...I wonder if that there's got any friends.
Just rollin' that great American highway,
the mornin' sky lit up like a flame.
Chasin' and followin' a rainbow.
Like children runnin' the rain.
Well, the years went by and now all got families.
Ah, but we get together every now and then,
And we about all the bad broncs and good times.
Lord, somtimes I wish I was back on that again...
Just rollin' that great American highway,
With the moernin' sky lit up a flame.
Chasin' and followin' a rainbow.
children runnin' through the rain.
Just chasin dreams and a rainbow...
Like crazy children through the rain...