Luyện nghe bài hát Walking Shoes

I am a blurred out background spot, on photo on your wall
I'm of significance, to anyone here at all,
I'm just a man no roots, borrowed songs and busted boots,
Always but on the move, hey hey
I am a tourist in your sunny day, a babysitter,
I see your dog smile, I cry inside a little
But it's just so to touch, but never enough to hold.
When you live your life, postcards and telephones,
Just like the wind blowing through, or that train choochoo,
We were born with walking shoes, so I guess I'll be you,
We were with walking shoes,
God bless my soul as I his name in vain,
We are to be travelers, in search of fame,
so when we hit the hills we're gonna scream our names
Hoping one day it will
We are the tourists in your sunny day, both and bitter,
And lifes just a work in progress, it makes us a little
it's just so much to touch, but never enough to hold.
When we our lives, through postcards and telephones,
Just like the wind blowing through, or train going choochoo,
We were born with shoes, so I guess I'll be seeing you
So to touch, but never enough to hold
When you live your life, through post cards and
Just like the wind blowing through, or that going choochoo,
We were with walking shoes,
So to touch, but never enough to hold
You can live your like Mr. Dylan's rolling stone,
He left the answers on the wind, and behind choochoo,
We were born with shoes, so I guess we'll be seeing you
We were born with walking shoes, America will be you,
Only ever through, so I guess we'll be seeing you
We were with walking shoes