Luyện nghe bài hát Ruby and Carlos

Ruby said you a sin of world of hurt
Down below the mason ass lined the food gets worse
I can't go to Tennessee
That Nascar not for me
Go on if you you must

Carlos packed his drums up in the darken
standing just outside the front porch light
Chain smoking straights
The sky off to the east got
And he off in a cloud of dust

In a grey coat at the gate, she said,
"You're right it's late
You and me got to do
We can't be burning day too

She took the long laid rope
And stayed off slippery slope
Now Aspen trees were gold up top
The talk was buzzing the beauty shop

Wasn't he barely her age
that's how they do nowadays
We should have all been so

By she had the run of the free born men
Ruby turned 50 in a camp tent
Her body still rock all night
But her heart was and locked up tight

But Teddy all muddy and brown
The gossip long such quieted
one more Cogans test
Pouring for the county vet

Pictures on the ice box
Carlos in the gulf war
eyed brown and youthful face
Smiling from a Saudi base

Then on the big bay mere
Heavier now and longer
Looking past the shed
From way on inside his head

And the vet said one day Rub
cold will break an egg in you
Now and then one along
You can't write and he went on home

And the storm bird didn't
And back hard as she struck a match
But she it just in time
And she sent that flying

You holding the flood
It just don't do no
You can't your teeth
To howl the way you
So you curl your around
The taste of tears and the hallow
And no one but you
No one but you

Carlos the road gig
And he saw it
He the tour bus
While the singer

out a music road,
Carlos saw the studio
The guys had that all sewn up

He looked out the
And it to sleet
on a friends couch on Nevada street
Lately been staying high
Sick all and don't know why
Don't know why or won't say
They don't much down on the V.A

And Ruby's in his thoughts some
thoughts can get out past the wine
He feels his on his brow
And then he misses how
How she looked in grey morning light

She never shaved like all do now
He sees it all behind his
And his hands go but they come out dry

way in that waken dream
Carlos let's the line ring

He'd guess it was Ruby calling
A pen in her hip from the coat falling
Figure eights and a loop
on that lazy slope

Holding back the
It just do no good
You unclench your teeth
To howl the way you
So you curl lips around
The of tears and the hallow sound
And no one but you
No one but you