Luyện nghe bài hát Stoney

I ran into Stoney
It was a bar
Was Richmond,
We bumming around

to suitcase
We him talking
out about the things we've shared
In the miles we've

He had a pillowcase
of books by Durrell
And he had this old
All beat up and she like hell

you got him started
Singing gospel songs,
Well, he all night for nothing
He told his stories dawn

And he said, "Come on, get bag, boy
Sun's up now and it's to roll
Hell, you know ain't no better time
Than early in the morning to be out walking down road

Just feeling day beginning
While fools just rushing on by
We'll be some Mr. Independence
We're taking our own sweet

We walked on out highway
a clear blue sky
I's listening to the he told
warm red wine

'Bout the he rolled seven
'Bout some girl he'd wrong
'Bout he could think of
While we walked

Yeah, ol' had a magic
Made him hard to
Like the we flew down the highway
(His old pickup, it wrecked)

Was a crazy driving
All up and carrying on
Till Stoney finally her
Singing those songs

Well, we split the at Norwood
And he just my hand
He said, "I'll see you some place,
But you know he has"

But we were free then
Just walking the road
Never really
Where highway goes

Yeah, Stoney was a
(A bullshitter)
Ain't no about it
It was just the way he things
And you never want to him

'Cause he you going
When the got rough
And brought you through the times
By it up

Hey, did I ever you
The I married my cousin up in Las Vegas?
Yeah,
it again, will you?