Luyện nghe bài hát Merry-go-round

"Merry-Go-round"
Written by Don
by Cold Chisel
I cried my in a glass of tequila
For a truck-stop honey with a name
She held my heart like a blackjack
And took my when she left the game
She was fond of sophisticated messin' around
I've had a bellyful of livin' in the old merry-go-round
Well I in the summer and I froze in the winter
And I hankered for the school beauty queen
She was to a rich young timber miller
And christened a boy when she was just
Crazy love, never settle down
I've had a bellyful of lovin' on the same old
Like any man I've got to for a living
Just to earn my soul for a weekend
Saturday morning be down by the river
Getting whipped at the rodeo
the weekend comes I'm gonna set fire to the town
I've had a bellyful of on the same old merry-go-round
I'm looking out as the sun down
Bundeburg at the end of the day
I'm twentyfive, I'm half
The rest is only just a away
Give me a ticket, me to a city hotel
I've had a bellyful of livin' on the same old