Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
[Verse 1:]
On the road without a friend
Can make you feel life's loneliness
In a voice that rides the wind
Streaming 'cross the airwaves
In a simple country song
The one that you don't hear
Until the moon is full
It was Texas once again
The one about the good old boy
Who's caught remembering
Images of childhood
And the places that he'd been
Caught up in his questions
Wondering where it would end.
[Chorus:]
Another midnight on the highway
Dallas in the distance
Seems I'm always leaving love behind
Singing along with someone
Who's soul is on the radio
Sounds like me and the good old boy
Are two of a kind.
[Verse 2:]
Bedding down in a cheap motel
Puts you in touch with an emptiness
That players know too well
It comes on strong when you drop your boots
And sit up on the bed
And try to keep your thoughts from dancing
Around the room
So you fumble with a line
Until you hear that melody
Singing sad and sweet
And there you are again with him
Somewhere down the line
You're feeling just a little bit better
When you hear his guitar whine.
[Chorus];
On the road without a friend
Can make you feel life's loneliness
In a voice that rides the wind
Streaming 'cross the airwaves
In a simple country song
The one that you don't hear
Until the moon is full
It was Texas once again
The one about the good old boy
Who's caught remembering
Images of childhood
And the places that he'd been
Caught up in his questions
Wondering where it would end.
[Chorus:]
Another midnight on the highway
Dallas in the distance
Seems I'm always leaving love behind
Singing along with someone
Who's soul is on the radio
Sounds like me and the good old boy
Are two of a kind.
[Verse 2:]
Bedding down in a cheap motel
Puts you in touch with an emptiness
That players know too well
It comes on strong when you drop your boots
And sit up on the bed
And try to keep your thoughts from dancing
Around the room
So you fumble with a line
Until you hear that melody
Singing sad and sweet
And there you are again with him
Somewhere down the line
You're feeling just a little bit better
When you hear his guitar whine.
[Chorus];