Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Thing

I've been all these years,
barely getting by.
The road can be your
Or the in disguise.

the tough get going,
The muses me.
Yet in soft, low tones,
always say to me,
Say to me,

"It ain't no thing,
It ain't no twang,
It's a refrain;
It's a thang." [2x]

the city street meets the county road,
Where the sun is and warm,
No matter how I may roam,
This still takes us home,
us home.

Now we'll you about these times,
When the blues out to play,
And leaves her number...
It's funny, she always

"It no groove thing,
It ain't no twang,
a simple refrain;
It's a soul thang."

Now tell you about these times,
When the blues out to play,
And leaves her number...
It's funny, she always

"Well, the lights fly by me,
As eyes are getting heavy.
We're our love over telephone wire.
These getting lonelier by the mile...by the mile."

It no groove thing,
It ain't no twang,
a simple refrain;
It's a thang. [2x]

It no groove thing,
Yeah, no country twang,
It's a refrain;
a soul thang. [2x]