Luyện nghe bài hát Running Through The Rain

Last night we rode our in Seattle
Me and packed the car in the pourin' rain
and John was at the beer stand, gettin' spraddled
But we got 'em gathered and hit the again

snooze and spittin' in a bottle
With country music blastin' on the
girls and broncs and gold belt buckles
Rollin' south to a rodeo

Just down that great American highway
With the mornin' sky lit up a flame
Chasin' dreams and followin' a
Like children runnin' through the

Well it's time in Oak dale, California
And we with the trash out of the car
And old Bill looks at me through whiskers and wild, red
And says, "We look more like hobo's than rodeo stars"

Well we ride our and we all win a little money
And Winch over at the beer stand again
But look, he's got his arm around a little honey
And says, "I wonder if that lady there's got any friends"

Just rollin' down that great highway
the mornin' sky lit up like a flame
Chasin' and followin' a rainbow
Like runnin' through the rain

Well, the years went by and now we've all got
Ah, but we get together every now and then
And we talk about all the bad broncs and the times
Lord, sometimes I I was back on that road again

Just rollin' down that great highway
With the mornin' sky lit up like a
Chasin' dreams and followin' a
Like runnin' through the rain
Just chasin' dreams and followin' a
Like a bunch of kids runnin' through the rain