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

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