Luyện nghe bài hát Alabama Pines

I moved into room, if you could call it that, a week ago.
I do what I'm supposed to do.
I hardly even know my anymore.
no one calls it out, it kinda vanishes away.

I get to sleep at night. The parking lot's so loud and bright.
The A.C. hasn't in twenty years.
Probably never made a person cold,
but I say the same for me. I've done it many times.

Somebody me home through those Alabama pines.

You can't drive through Talladega on a in October.
Head up north to Jacksonville. Cut and over.
Watch your in Boiling Springs.
ain't got a thing to do. They'll get you every time.

Somebody take me home those Alabama pines.
take me home through those Alabama pines.

If we pass on a Sunday, better make a stop at Wayne's.
It's the only open liquor store north, and I can't the pain
of being by without a little help
on a afternoon.

I needed that damn woman like a dream gasoline.
I tried to be some ancient of man,
one that's never seen the in the world,
but I tried to chase it down... to make the whole thing mine.

Somebody take me home through those pines.
Somebody take me through those Alabama pines.

I've been here in this town, if you could call it that, a year or two.
I do what I'm supposed to do.
I even need a name anymore.
When no one calls it out, it kinda away.

No one a damn about the things I give a damn about.
The that we can't do without seem to disappear
ghosts in the air.
When we even care, it truly vanishes away.