Luyện nghe bài hát A Jukebox With a Country Song

After three years together we had our first big fight
So she went to her and I went for a ride
Down an old familiar highway, just a few miles out of
To that rundown one-room tavern that used to be my stomping

I pulled in the driveway, you know it all still looked the same
And I wait to down a few and hear that jukebox ring
Well as I walked into the doorway, oh there stood some kind of D'
Well he me up and he looked me down, said
"May I help you please?", and I

"What'd you do those swinging doors?
the sawdust, on the floor?
Why's everybody suits and ties?
From where I stand I can't believe my

And who's idea was it to hang furs?
This new bar don't have a single burn
I guess I'm somewhere I don't belong
I need a jukebox with a song"

Well I look back to the corner where the jukebox once proud
fool was playing records, too fast, too long, and too loud
And it have been a big mistake to try to speak my mind
So as they were asking me to leave I cried out one more

What'd you do with swinging doors?
Where's the sawdust, on the
Why's everybody wearing suits and
From where I stand I can't my eyes

And who's idea was it to hang furs?
This brand new bar have a single burn
I guess I'm that I don't belong
I need a jukebox a country song
I I don't belong without a jukebox and a country song