Luyện nghe bài hát Alabama Pines

I moved into room, if you could call it that, a week ago.
I never do what I'm to do.
I hardly even know my anymore.
no one calls it out, it kinda vanishes away.

I can't get to sleep at night. The parking so loud and bright.
The A.C. hasn't in twenty years.
Probably made a single person cold,
but I can't say the same for me. I've it many times.

Somebody me home through those Alabama pines.

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

Somebody take me home through 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 liquor store north, and I can't stand the pain
of being by myself without a help
on a afternoon.

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

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

I've been stuck here in this town, if you call it that, a year or two.
I never do what I'm to do.
I even need a name anymore.
When no one calls it out, it vanishes away.

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