Luyện nghe bài hát Walking Shoes

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