Luyện nghe bài hát Alabama Pines

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

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

Somebody take me
Through Alabama Pines...

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

Somebody take me
Through Alabama Pines...

take me home...
Through Alabama Pines.

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

If we pass through on a Sunday, better make a at Wayne's-
It's the only open liquor store 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 tried to be some ancient kind of one that's never seen-
The beauty in the world- But I tried to chase it down- Tried to make the whole mine.

Somebody take me
Through those Pines...

Somebody me home-
Through those Pines...

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

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

No one a damn about-
The things I give a about...
Liberties that we can't do seem to disappear like ghosts in the air-
And we don't even hear- it vanishes away.