Luyện nghe bài hát Rusty Old American Dream

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

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

I'm a road locomotive
the days of cheap gasoline
And I'm for by the side of the road going nowhere
A rusty old American

I rolled off the
In back in 1958
three 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 down
And get me out of

I'm a tail-fin road
From the of cheap 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
the chrome

I give you
The of my lifetime
But let me
Die alone

Just me
Some to my battery
Give that old starter a
me whir, sputter
Backfire the carberator
And roar life once again

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