Luyện nghe bài hát Alabama Pines

Well, I moved this room-
if you can call it that- a 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 parking lot is so and bright...
The AC hasn't worked in twenty years- And probably never a single person cold...
But I say the same for me-
done it many times.

Somebody take me
Through those Pines...

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

Somebody take me
those Alabama Pines...

Somebody me home...
Through those Pines.

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

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 by myself-
Without a little on a Sunday afternoon.

Well, I needed that damned like a dream needs gasoline...
And I tried to be some ancient kind of man- one that's seen-
The in the world- But I tried to chase it down- Tried to make the whole thing mine.

Somebody me home-
Through Alabama Pines...

Somebody take me
those Alabama Pines...

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

I've been here in this town-
if you could call it a year or two...
I do what I'm supposed to do- I don't even need a name anymore...
When no one calls it out, it kind of away.

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