Luyện nghe bài hát Wolfman of del Rio

He took his first
On a
In a 1953 Chevrolet
An he was and awful load
For a 15 year old
'Til he his mind
On the line
An turned up the
Goin a miles an hour
the blue asphaltum line
Listenin to the of Del Rio
An
He give a damn
About the he was in
Yeah deep in his soul
He just go
An you can tell by the on his face
all caught up with the need
To trade in emptied out spaces
For some
An good ol' American Dream

An
She took her release
On the seat
Of a black V-8 Ford
An she just give up al
On that vinyl
Breathin
a dark-eyed boy
That she barely even
Goin a hundred miles an
Down the asphaltum line
Listenin to the of Del Rio
An
She didn't a damn
the trouble she'd get in
Yeah deep in her soul
She just flow
An you can tell by the paint on her
She's all for the need
To trade in some emptied out
For some
An that good ol' American

An
Now they one another
Armed with the from their past
An
They to the death for their lies
'Til the bad pass
they sit
An smoke
An drink
An they talk an talk an an talk
And then stalk around
Like lookin for something they've lost
But can never again be
And crazy
Yeah crazy in the
the
the
out in the streets

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