Luyện nghe bài hát Speedball Tucker

I drive a broke down rig on 'May-Pop'
Forty foot of
A lot of people say I'm crazy
I don't know how to take it slow

I got a broomstick on the
I got her opened up and head right
back to Dallas
Poppin' them Coast turn-arounds

And call me Speedball
Speedball
of the highways
And all other truckers
tell you that the boy is mad
To be drivin' in a rig that

You the rain may blow
The may snow
And the turnpikes, may freeze
But don't bother ol' Speedball
He goin' any damn way he

He got a on the throttle
To keep his throttle a-dancin' 'round
With a of cold black coffee
And a of West Coast turn-arounds

And call me Speedball
Speedball
Terror of the
And all other truckers
tell you that the boy is mad
To be drivin' in a rig like

One day I looked into my rear view
And a-comin' up from
was a Georgia State policeman
And a hundred dollar

Well, he looked me in the eye as he was me up
And said, "Driver, you've flyin'
And ninety was the route you were on
It was not the speed sign"

And they call me
Tucker
Terror of the
And all them other
Will tell you the boy is mad
To be in a rig like that

Yeah, they call me
Speedball
Terror of the
And all them truckers
Will you that the boy is mad
To be drivin' in a rig like