Luyện nghe bài hát Tennessee Plates

I woke up in a hotel and didn't know to do
I the TV on, wrote a letter to you
The news was talkin' 'bout a man upon the interstate
Seems they were for a Cadillac with Tennessee plates

Well I left California, baby, things have gotten worse
Seems the land of opportunity for me it's a curse
Tell that judge in my trial'll have to wait
Down here they're lookin' for a Cadillac with Tennessee

It was somewhere in Nevada, it was cold
She was in the dark, so I offered her a ride
Three bank jobs later, four cars hot
We the Mississippi like an oil slick fire

If known what we was up to they wouldn't let us in
And now we landed in like original sin
Elvis Presley Boulevard to the gates
See we were lookin' for a Cadillac with plates

Well, there must have been a dozen of them parked in that
And there wasn't one Lincoln and there one Dodge
And there one Japanese model or make
Just pretty, pretty Cadillacs with Tennessee

She saw him singing once when she was
And ever since day she's been living in between
I was never king of but this wild weekend
he wouldn't care, hell, he gave them to his friends

This ain't no hotel I'm writin' you
I'm at the prison up at Brushy Mountain
Where yours sincerely's doin' to eight
I'm just stampin' out my makin' Tennessee plates