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

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