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 them 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 of farmin'
So he slipped away one night 'neath the harvest

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

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

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

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

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

His neck is red as Alabama