Luyện nghe bài hát Endless Grey Ribbon

The cold, dark
Is split by the stab of twin
Like of guides that know of it
But have never there
And eyes
Are for the n'th time
And for the roadsigns
flash past the windshield
In the hard drivin'

His mind is not dwelling on beds of linen
But the gray ribbon that winds on ahead

A moon comes up, cheesy and
Reminding of times, gunning moter times
and young
A cut bowl, free with four gallons
Is now the
Of once was the champion of heartbreakers' row

His thoughts may be thinking of sweet smelling
But the endless gray ribbon is his for

Coastacola to Richfolk, Virginia
It's how samey they are
five buys some time with a waitress
Passion's out in the car lot

His thoughts may be of sweet smelling women
But the gray ribbon is his for tonight

Endless gray
Endless ribbon
Endless ribbon...