Luyện nghe bài hát Alabama Clay

First time he saw the get busted
He was ten and it was
His daddy worked hard from 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 worked hard but got tired of farmin'
So he slipped away one night 'neath the moon

His neck was red as clay
But the city's call him away
He's got a factory job and a big machine
He miss the farm or the fields of green

Now the city's just a prison without
His job is just a 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 came a letter
Of a young girl with a in her arms
And the words she wrote would change his forever
So he to raise his family on the farm

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

His is red as Alabama clay
Now he's goin' 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