Luyện nghe bài hát The Weary Kind

Your heart's on the
You rolled them sevens with nothing to
And this no place for the weary kind

You called all shots
Shooting eight ball at the truck stop
Somehow this feel like home anymore

And this no place for the weary kind
And this ain't no place to your mind
This ain't no place to behind
Pick up your crazy heart and it one more try

body aches
Playing your guitar, out the hate
The days and the all feel the same

Whiskey has a thorn in your side
It forget
The highway that for your heart inside

And this no place for the weary kind
This ain't no to lose your mind
This ain't no to fall behind
Pick up your heart and give it one more try

Your lover's kiss
It's too damn far from fingertips
You are the man that ruined her

heart's on the loose
You rolled sevens with nothing to lose
This ain't no for the weary kind