Luyện nghe bài hát Rusty Old American Dream

Well, I don't all that ragged
For all the time it's
But I'm weakened me
my frame is rusted thin

And this year's state
I just passed
Won't you drive me the country, boy
This could be my last

I'm a road locomotive
From the days of cheap
And I'm for sale by the of the road going nowhere
A old American dream

I rolled off the
In Detroit in 1958
Spent days in the showroom
That's all I had to

been good to all who owned me
Sso have no
C'mon, boy, put your money
And get me out of

I'm a tail-fin road
From the days of gasoline
And I'm for sale by the side of the road going
A old American dream

This car
A man to own him
One who
Polish the

I give you
The rest of my
But let me
Die here

jump me
Some juice to my
Give that old a spin
me whir, sputter
Backfire the carberator
And into life once again

I'm a tail-fin locomotive
You can polish my chrome so
We can fly off into the together
A rusty old American
Still
A rusty old dream