Luyện nghe bài hát Traveling Man

(Chorus)
Memories live like people do, they always remember you,
Whether 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 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 places space and time,
Got a lot of I got to do
But god willing I'm coming to you, baby boo.

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

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

(Verse 2)
My coming down and I'm happy to land,
Every time I got to go my grabbing my hand,
Trying to pull me to her, and as mad as I am,
I gotta this money I'm a traveling man,
So airplane, boat, or packed in a van,
Baby I'ma hurry to you as fast as I can,
It don't matter what I do,
Dreams I gotta you,
Love is what I'm to,
And do I follow through,
So ima put it all on you,
Just that I ain't got a clue,
But baby i be watching you copping you some shoes,
Hurt me I watch the news,
The doctor is in the trying to heal the sick,
But all their is impossible,
Giving the word literature spitting the verse,
For all of those who in the Berg,
I the word the land and the sea,
Here to open up mind,
Just me the key.

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