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 think about the woman, or the girl you knew the night
And your thoughts will be wandering the way they always do
When you're riding sixteen and there's nothing much to do
You feel much like traveling, you just wish the trip was through
But here I am, on the road
Here I am, up on the
I go, playing the star again
There I go, turn the
You walk into a restaraunt, strung out the road
And you feel the eyes you, as you're shaking off the cold
You pretend it bother you, but you just want to explode
Sometimes you can here 'em talk, other you can't
All the same cliches: is that a woman or a man?
And you always seem outnumbered, you not make a stand
But here I am, on the again
Here I am, up on the
Here I go, playing the again
There I go, the page
Out there in the spotlight, a million miles away
Every of energy, you try to give away
And the sweat pours from your body, like the that you play
Later in the evening, as you lie in bed
Echos of the amplifiers, ringing in your
As you the days last cigarette, remembering what she said
But here I am, on the road
I am, up on the stage
Here I go, the star again
There I go, the page
But I am, on the road again
I am, up on the stage
Here I go, playing the again
There I go, turn the