Luyện nghe bài hát Alabama Clay

First time he saw the get busted
He was ten and it was
His daddy worked hard sunup to sundown
And the goin' got tough behind ol' gray mules

The farm to be a moneymaker
And the house he lived in up room by room
The boy worked hard but soon got tired of
So he slipped away one night 'neath the moon

His neck was red as Alabama
But the call pulled him away
He's got a factory job and a big machine
He don't miss the farm or the fields of

Now the city's a prison without fences
His job is a routine he can't stand
And at night he dreams of wide spaces
Fresh dirt his toes and on his hands

Then one day a picture came a letter
Of a young girl with a in her arms
And the she wrote would change his life forever
So he to raise his family on the farm

His neck is red as clay
Now he's goin' home this to stay
Where the roots run deep on the family
And the tractor rolls through the of green

His is red as Alabama clay
Now he's goin' home this time to
Where the roots run deep on the family
And the tractor rolls the fields of green

His is red as Alabama clay