Luyện nghe bài hát The Road

Sitting alone in my
in the mirror wondering, well
After all time you never thought
still be out on the road

Like a gypsy I was born to
a wanderer with no fixed abode
I about the friends
I've left on the road

Well, the road's rocky along the way
It's a long, hard haul on the motorway
But if it too smooth it's time to call it a day

(On the road)
The bed and breakfasts and the greasy
(The road)
The loser bars and the rooms
(The road)
The casualties who did too many
(The road)
I'm wasted talent on women and

I think of all the I've left behind
Whenever it's to get back out on the road

Started playing blues in a bar
I took a down the Charing Cross Road
With my imitation Gretsch
And my head full of songs and my eyes full of

I saw a band the Rolling Stones
I thought, "That's it, I'll get a
I'm home, I'm out on the road"

The motorways all over land
(The road)
Far away places like and Birmingham
(The road)
have no name, didn't have any fans
(The road)
Didn't no money, so we slept in the van

All those gigs we ever played
Sometimes we were lucky if we got paid
On the

played on the bass guitar
(The road)
Liked to get around, with all the stars
(The road)
But Mrs. child was all fingers and thumbs
(The road)
But solid as a rock, setting time on the

While Dave, the hit the rock 'n' roll riffs
Yours strummed away with a slightly limp wrist
On the

Everyday is I can't get used to it
is when I can't get away
Another day, another to face
That's the

Well, is a road, it's a motorway
And the road gets along the way
But if it gets too it's time to call it a day

(On the road)
Hendrix, The Who, the Led Zeppelin and Free
(The road)
They the road so it's alright by me
(The road)
Some are survivors, are debris
(The road)
If you play in a band that's the road that you

Living in it, in it, sleeping in it
You wake up in the morning, what do you
The

is a road, it's a motorway
Lost a lot of good along the way
All the families and homes that left behind
To the wives and the lovers and who had their time

I say, "You your road and I'll take mine"
(You take your road and take mine)
You take your and I'll take mine
(You take your road and I'll mine)

Life is a road, a motorway
And the road rocky along the way
But if it gets too it's time to call it a day

(On the road)
all the various phases from
Flower power, heavy metal and rock
And still all the critics saying
"Are they still When they gonna stop?"

It's just the followers of fashion who like putting down
All the well respected men who came and are still on the road

(The road)
Sometime I get
(The road)
Now everyone is a
(The road)
Different cars, different and hotels
(The road)
Corporations, big business and

When it all gets too bad I think
When we were all each had
When we out on the road

And gas in my tank
And still got a way to go
hotel, it's time to check out soon
As I around the room

I think of all the friends I've left
On the