Luyện nghe bài hát Alabama Clay

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

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

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

Now the city's just a without fences
His job is just a routine he can't
And at night he dreams of open spaces
dirt between his toes and on his hands

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

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

His is red as Alabama clay