Luyện nghe bài hát Alabama Clay

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

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

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

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

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 this to stay
Where the run deep on the family tree
And the tractor rolls the fields of green

His neck is red as clay
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