Luyện nghe bài hát Traveling Man

(Chorus)
Memories don't live like people do, they always you,
Whether are good or bad, it's just the memories.
Memories don't live like people do baby don't me
I'm a traveling man, moving through places and time,
Got a lot of I got to do,
But lord I'm coming back to you, baby boo,
I'm a traveling man, moving through places and time,
Got a lot of I got to do
But god willing I'm coming to you, baby boo.

(Verse 1)
Ye I my bags packed, always back on the road,
back to baby girl right after the show,
But now I got clothes, hoes, piff, and kicks,
Always a couple spiffs while I'm in the whip,
thing I need the gas, hit the pump fill the tank up,
Tell my homie at the to stay up,
I'm on the parkway like the straight month,
Going through the tunnel to break up,
Phone hanged up, tunes turned way up the max,
Hit the L twice pass it to the back breath,
My coming in from recreation,
Ain't no or hesitation, trying to catch my respiration,
I ain't never had no patience, so I'm hardly waiting,
Just creating making, with creative preparation,
Sink all these cats false representation,
Two bigger words maybe need translation,
Intellectual boy language,
And that there, ain't shit
(uh) You feel me? The life and I'm gone.

(Chorus)
Memories live like people do, they always remember you,
things are good or bad, it's just the memories.
Memories don't live like people do don't forget me
I'm a traveling man, moving places space and time,
Got a lot of I got to do,
But lord I'm coming back to you, baby boo,
I'm a traveling man, moving through space and time,
Got a lot of I got to do
But god willing I'm back to you, baby boo.

(Verse 2)
My plane coming and I'm happy to land,
Every time I got to go my girl my hand,
to pull me back to her, and as mad as I am,
I gotta make this money I'm a man,
So airplane, boat, or packed in a van,
Baby I'ma back to you as fast as I can,
It don't matter I gotta do,
Dreams I gotta you,
is what I'm falling to,
And ever do I through,
So ima put it all on you,
know that I ain't got a clue,
But baby i be watching you copping you Prada shoes,
me when I watch the news,
The is in the hospitals trying to heal the sick,
But all their is impossible,
Giving the word like literature the verse,
For all of those who in the Berg,
I travel the the land and the sea,
Here to up your mind,
Just me the key.

(Chorus)
Memories don't live people do, they always remember you,
Whether things are or bad, it's just the memories.
Memories live like people do baby don't forget me
I'm a traveling man, moving through space and time,
Got a lot of I got to do,
But lord willing I'm coming back to you, boo,
I'm a traveling man, moving through places and time,
Got a lot of I got to do
But god willing I'm coming to you, baby boo.