Luyện nghe bài hát Spin On A Red Brick Floor

Well, I could use a little spin on a red floor
In crazy ol' bar when Tim locks the door
Where the walls are gonna and the strings are gonna bend
It's a buss on the cheek from all my old lovers

And it's the Blue Ridge at the fall of the night
It sure feels good when you that line
I'll tip my cup and holler at the
I'll say-a-great white north, honey, to you sleep tight

I've gone on this road
all of this travelin' alone
But the is burnin' tonight

Oh, the New England spring's been to me
There's been warmth to lend and good to sing
But, how I miss my tongue
'Cause New York City sorta out the stupids in me

I've got one more down in Tennessee
My sweetheart is there just on me
Then it's on down the road East Texas dust
I'll catch my breath with that hot Houston buzzin'

And I've gone crazy on road
With all of this travelin'
But the is burnin' tonight

Oh, here comes a little spin on a red floor
a crazy ol' bar and Tim's locked the door
The wall's are ringin', the strings are gonna
It's a buss on the cheek from all my old again

And here comes a spin on a red brick floor
It's a crazy ol' bar and Tim's locked the
The wall's are ringin', the are gonna bend
It's a buss on the cheek all my old lovers again