Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Thing

I've traveling all these years,
barely getting by.
The road can be friend
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,
a simple refrain;
It's a soul thang."

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

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

"It ain't no thing,
It no country twang,
It's a simple
It's a soul thang."

Now I'll you about these times,
When the blues out to play,
And jazz her number...
funny, she always says:

"Well, the city fly by me,
As eyes are getting heavy.
We're sending our love over wire.
days getting lonelier by the mile...by the mile."

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

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