Luyện nghe bài hát Alabama Clay

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

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

His was red as Alabama clay
But the call pulled him away
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 just a routine he stand
And at night he dreams of wide spaces
dirt between his toes and on his hands

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

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

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 through the fields of

His neck is red as Alabama