Luyện nghe bài hát Diamonds On My Windshield

Diamonds on my
Tears heaven
in town on the Interstate
Pullin' a steel train in the

Wind bites my
Through the
flyin' freeway drive
It always makes me

Duster tryin' to change my
Pullin' up on the right
restlessly
Twenty-four moon

Wisconsin with a cue-ball head
he's home in a Wiscosin bed
Fifteen feet of in the East
Colder than a well ass

And oceanside it the ride
San Clemente up
Sunday slip by
Check station close and you by with a dry back

drive-in the neon billin'
Theater's to the brim
Slave girls and hot
full of sin

Metropolitan
Interchange and
from riverside
Black and white planes out of state, a little late

Sailors for the fast lane
One O one miss it
hills and concrete fields
Broken line on your

The go east and the fives go north
And the merging back and forth
You see your sign, you cross the
Signal with a

Radio's gone off the air and it gives you to think
Ease it out and you creep
In a section lights out
Hear the as you fumble for a cigarette

through this neon jungle
Remember that you met
And one more block, the engine in whispers,"Home at last"
Whispers, whispers, whispers, "Home at last, at last"