Luyện nghe bài hát Traveling Man

(Chorus)
Memories don't like people do, they always remember you,
Whether are good 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 to you, baby boo,
I'm a traveling man, moving through places and time,
Got a lot of I got to do
But god I'm coming back to you, baby boo.

(Verse 1)
Ye I my bags packed, always back on the road,
Headed back to baby girl after the show,
But now I got clothes, hoes, piff, and kicks,
Always twist a spiffs while I'm in the whip,
thing I need the gas, hit the pump fill the tank up,
Tell my homie at the register to up,
I'm on the parkway feeling like the month,
Going the tunnel bout to break up,
Phone gets up, tunes turned way up the max,
Hit the L twice then it to the back breath,
My mediation in from recreation,
no pause or hesitation, trying to catch my respiration,
I ain't had no patience, so I'm hardly ever waiting,
creating money making, with creative preparation,
Sink all these cats with 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 don't live like people do, always remember you,
Whether things are good or bad, it's 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 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 and I'm happy to land,
time I got to go my girl grabbing my hand,
Trying to pull me to her, and as mad as I am,
I gotta make money I'm a traveling man,
So through airplane, boat, or in a van,
I'ma hurry back to you as fast as I can,
It don't matter what I do,
I gotta follow you,
Love is what I'm to,
And ever do I through,
So ima put it all on you,
know that I ain't got a clue,
But i be watching you copping you some Prada shoes,
me when I watch the news,
The doctor is in the hospitals trying to the sick,
But all their is impossible,
Giving the word literature spitting the verse,
For all of those who in the Berg,
I travel the word the and the sea,
to open up your mind,
hand me the key.

(Chorus)
Memories don't live like people do, 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 places and time,
Got a lot of I got to do,
But lord willing I'm 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 I'm coming back to you, baby boo.