Luyện nghe bài hát Turn The Bage

On a long and lonesome highway east of
You can listen to the engine, out as one long song
You can about the woman, or the girl you knew the night before
And your will soon be wandering the way they always do
When riding sixteen hours and there's nothing much to do
You don't feel much traveling, you just wish the trip was through
But I am, on the road again
I am, up on the stage
Here I go, the star again
There I go, turn the
You walk into a restaraunt, strung out from the
And you feel the eyes upon you, as you're shaking off the
You it doesn't bother you, but you just want to explode
you can here 'em talk, other times you can't
All the 'ole cliches: is that a woman or a man?
And you always seem outnumbered, you dare not make a
But here I am, on the again
I am, up on the stage
Here I go, the star again
I go, turn the page
Out there in the spotlight, a million miles away
ounce of energy, you try to give away
And the sweat pours your body, like the music that you play
in the evening, as you lie awake in bed
Echos of the amplifiers, ringing in your
As you smoke the days last cigarette, remembering she said
But I am, on the road again
Here I am, up on the
Here I go, playing the star
I go, turn the page
But here I am, on the road
I am, up on the stage
Here I go, playing the star
There I go, turn the