Luyện nghe bài hát Alabama Clay

First he saw the ground 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 grew to be a
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 harvest

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

Now the just a prison without fences
His job is a routine he can't stand
And at he dreams of wide open spaces
Fresh dirt between his toes and on his

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

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

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

His neck is red as clay