Luyện nghe bài hát Truck Song

Turn down highway. Turn up that dirt road.
Well, It's over days since I left Houston.
Ole my truck's name.
She's held together by BF tires and bailing wire.

Well, I to high school and I was not popular.
Now I am older, and it matter.
Ole my truck's name.
She's together.
I've inside her when I was tired.

I've been to Paris, and I mean Texas.
Well, I met vendors one time in London.
Ole my truck's name. She's held together.
My lane's the one when I'm in England.

My baby calls me. She she loves me.
And when I see her, then I her.
Ole my truck's name.
And, oh, she say much.
We together and lay some rubber.

On down that highway, turn up dirt road.
It's over days since I left Houston.
Ole Black's my name.
She's held together by BF tires and bailing wire.

Turn that highway, turn up that dirt road.
It's three days since I left Houston.
Ole Black's my name.
She's held together by BF Good and bailing wire.

By BF Good and bailing wire.