Luyện nghe bài hát Wolfman of del Rio

He his first release
On a
In a 1953 green
An he was carryin and load
For a 15 year old
'Til he laid his
On the line
An up the radio
Goin a hundred miles an
Down the blue asphaltum
Listenin to the of Del Rio
An
He didn't a damn
About the he was in
deep down in his soul
He wantedo go
An you can tell by the on his face
all caught up with the need
To trade in some out spaces
For speeeeeeed
An that ol' American Dream

An
She took her first
On the back
Of a black V-8 Ford
An she give up al control
On that vinyl
hard
With a boy
That she barely even
Goin a miles an hour
Down the blue line
Listenin to the of Del Rio
An
She didn't a damn
the trouble she'd get in
Yeah down in her soul
She just wantedo
An you can tell by the paint on her
all made-up for the need
To trade in emptied out places
For some
An that good ol' Dream

An
Now circle one another
Armed with the lives from past
An
They fight to the death for lies
the bad feelings pass
Then sit
An they
An drink
An they talk an talk an an talk
And then they stalk
Like they're for something they've lost
But can never be found
And crazy
crazy in the backyards
the
the
Crazy out in the

Through all their
And even smaller
An
It most certainly
Some of the dreams
Has been 'round
Yes
It most certainly
Some disease of the
Has been 'round
Goin a hundred miles an
Down the blue line
to the Wolfman of Del Rio