Luyện nghe bài hát Running Through The Rain

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

snooze and spittin' in a bottle
With country music on the radio
Talkin' girls and broncs and gold belt
south to a California rodeo

Just rollin' that great American highway
With the mornin' sky lit up a flame
Chasin' dreams and a rainbow
Like children through the rain

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

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

Well, the years by and now we've all got families
Ah, but we still get every now and then
And we talk about all the bad broncs and the good
Lord, sometimes I wish I was back on that again

Just rollin' down that great American
With the sky lit up like a flame
Chasin' dreams and followin' a
Like children runnin' through the
Just chasin' dreams and followin' a
Like a bunch of crazy kids runnin' through the