Luyện nghe bài hát Alabama Pines

Well, I moved this room-
if you can call it a week ago...
I never do I'm supposed to do- Hardly even know my name anymore...
When no one it out, it kind of vanishes away.

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

take me home-
Through those Pines...

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

Somebody take me
those Alabama Pines...

Somebody me home...
Through Alabama Pines.

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

If we through 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 by myself-
Without a little help- on a afternoon.

Well, I needed that damned woman- like a dream gasoline...
And I tried to be some 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.

Somebody take me
those Alabama Pines...

Somebody take me
Through Alabama Pines...

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

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

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