Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey Man

Woke up the steering wheel,
Wonder if gone too far...
shiver, cross against the light,
A from a cab in a strange tongue.
Leave my wheels, let them rest.
The like ice in my shaking hands,
From the neon haze to the bar maze,
The nightlife, it sure is a one...

It's a son of a bitch, I get that itch,
And here it again...

Please me Whiskey Man,
When the in my hand.
Hello, Whiskey Man!
Another at my command.

old but you say I don't look it, yet.
Work so trying to hide the miles.
A path, I'm on the heels of glory.
All paths of glory lead to the grave.
Sweet glory's on yours,
She's one step ahead.
Well I know that, I'm still anyway,
A mind is a thing to save...

a son of a bitch, when I get that itch,
And here it again...

call me Whiskey Man,
When the in my hand.
Hello, Whiskey Man!
shot at my command.

It was a fine idea ago, in a time of fine ideas,
When the night would last into forever.
So we broke the and hit the gas
the Summer filled the trees.
In the day, we two, we were through,
And not by degrees.

Like I'm to say, wash it all away,
And I go again...