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

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