🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Weary Kind - Ryan Bingham

 The weary kind -  Bingham
 
 Your heart’s on the 
 You rolled them seven’s  nothing lose
 And this ain’t no place  the weary kind
 
 You called all  shots
 Shooting 8 ball at the corner  stop
 Somehow this don’t feel  home anymore
 
  this ain’t no place for the weary kind
 And  ain’t no place to lose your mind
 And this ain’t no place to fall 
 Pick up your crazy heart and give  one more try
 
  body aches…
 Playing your guitar and sweating  the hate
 The  and the nights all feel the same
 
 Whiskey has  a thorn in your side
  it doesn’t forget
 the highway that  for your heart inside
 
 And this ain’t no place for the  kind
 And  ain’t no place to lose your mind
  this ain’t no place to fall behind
 Pick up your  heart and give it one more try
 
  lovers won’t kiss…
 It’s too damn far from your 
 You are the man  ruined her world
 
 Your heart’s  the loose
 You rolled them seven’s  nothing lose
 And this ain’t no place  the weary kind