Luyện nghe bài hát Traveling Son

Oh, father
That a maid who lends one lively winking eye
We dance a chick while hiding from the fine
Oh, what I wouldn't to lend you mine, hmm

Nobody knows where they are
Oh, how we try to wrap our
Over the edge of all our
Be it a or the divine
Tip of my blues are showing
I've never one for goodbyes
So, 'till I you there, I'm singing
A song to ease the ride
And so you know, everywhere I
see you on the road, ooh

Oh, I take it in
All the plans and that we made
Half a is aching to grow
So many times, just lovers you know, I know, I
eyes are the rain, just a soul that's changin' in shape
I'll be all of the way
'bout the days, oh

Nobody where they are going
Oh, how we try to wrap our
Over the edge of all our
Be it a bang or the
Tip of my iceberg blues are
never been one for goodbyes
So, I meet you there, I'm singing
A traveling song to the ride
And so you know, I roam
see you on the road

So, to my friend
He who taught me to love like a
And to feast like the queen he fed turtle soup
Little boy from Paris to the States, check the
That was Max
He was black sheep and and loved for his craft
Then he told me that I was 13
On that last day, he said
"Shoot for your dreams, girl, to the stars,"
Well I'm taking you me
Now one is ours
And I know what you'd say, say
"On the show,"
So on we go.