Luyện nghe bài hát Alabama Clay

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

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

His was red as Alabama clay
But the city's call him away
He's got a factory job and runs a big
He don't miss the farm or the of green

Now the city's just a prison fences
His job is a routine he can't stand
And at night he of wide open spaces
Fresh dirt his toes and on his hands

Then one day a picture came inside a
Of a girl with a baby in her arms
And the words she wrote would change his forever
So he went to raise his family on the

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

His neck is red as Alabama
Now goin' home this time to stay
Where the run deep on the family tree
And the rolls through the fields of green

His is red as Alabama clay