Luyện nghe bài hát Traveling Man

(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 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 to you, baby boo,
I'm a man, moving through places space and time,
Got a lot of I got to do
But god willing I'm coming back to you, boo.

(Verse 1)
Ye I my bags packed, always back on the road,
Headed to baby girl right after the show,
But now I got clothes, hoes, piff, and kicks,
Always twist a couple 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,
through the tunnel bout to break up,
Phone gets up, tunes turned way up the max,
Hit the L then pass it to the back breath,
My coming in from recreation,
Ain't no pause or hesitation, trying to my respiration,
I never had no patience, so I'm hardly ever waiting,
creating money making, with creative preparation,
Sink all these with false representation,
Two words maybe need some translation,
boy figurative language,
And there, that ain't shit
(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, just the memories.
Memories don't live like people do don't forget me
I'm a man, moving through places space and time,
Got a lot of I got to do,
But lord willing I'm coming back to you, boo,
I'm a man, moving through places space and time,
Got a lot of I got to do
But god willing I'm coming to you, baby boo.

(Verse 2)
My plane coming down and I'm to land,
Every time I got to go my grabbing my hand,
to pull me back to her, and as mad as I am,
I make this money I'm a traveling man,
So airplane, boat, or packed in a van,
Baby I'ma hurry back to you as as I can,
It matter what I gotta do,
Dreams I follow you,
Love is what I'm to,
And ever do I through,
So ima put it all on you,
Just know that I got a clue,
But baby i be watching you you some Prada shoes,
me when I watch the news,
The doctor is in the trying to heal the sick,
But all chances is impossible,
the word like literature spitting the verse,
For all of those who in the Berg,
I travel the 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,
Whether things are or bad, it's just the memories.
Memories don't live like people do baby forget me
I'm a traveling man, through 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, through places space and time,
Got a lot of I got to do
But god willing I'm coming back to you, boo.