Luyện nghe bài hát Alabama Pines

Well, I moved into this
if you can call it a week ago...
I do what I'm supposed to do- Hardly even know my name anymore...
When no one it out, it kind of vanishes away.

And I get to sleep at night-
The parking lot is so and bright...
The AC worked in twenty years- And probably never made a single person cold...
But I can't say the for me-
I've done it times.

Somebody take me
Through those Pines...

You can't drive through on a weekend in October-
Just head up north to Jacksonville, Cut and over.
Watch your in Boiling Springs- they ain't got a thing to do...
They'll get you time.

Somebody me home-
Through those Pines...

take me home...
Through those Pines.

Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh. (x2)

If we pass through on a Sunday, better a stop at Wayne's-
It's the only open store north- And I can't stand the pain...
Of being by
a little help- on a Sunday afternoon.

Well, I that damned woman- like a dream needs gasoline...
And I to be some ancient kind of man- one that's never seen-
The beauty in the world- But I to chase it down- Tried to make the whole thing mine.

take me home-
Through those Pines...

Somebody me home-
Through Alabama Pines...

Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh. (x2)

I've been stuck here in town-
if you could it that- a year or two...
I never do I'm supposed to do- I don't even need a name anymore...
When no one it out, it kind of vanishes away.

No one gives a about-
The things I a damn about...
Liberties that we can't do without- seem to disappear like ghosts in the
And we don't even hear- it vanishes away.