Luyện nghe bài hát Walking Shoes

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