Luyện nghe bài hát All In Alabama

I just had to show 'em I didn't em
And so I headed out west to see some old of mine
I thought if I'd climb up ole Ajax
that would help me get it all off my mind

I made it up to the top, picked out a spot
I a whole lot about the rest of my life
I had no idea then soon it nearly end up
On this mountainside I nearly die

And there all in Alabama and all in Dixieland
God, I'm here in Montana
Please Lord, just to go back to hold her hand
Just let me get back to my old

They I'd never sing again
I learned a lot my friends
when youre shot down and out
You get many calls
But I saw some in some eyes
And soon my poor old would die
I nearly lost it all when I lost my

But you find us all in Alabama
Yeah, we're all down in
I die out in Montana
No, Lord, you let me get to my own homeland
And I'm hold on to her hand

I done a whole searching, a whole lot of
Before I finally found my road in
You got to say things you to say
Go on and do things own way
You can climb any old
you make up your mind

And I made mine in
And I found down in Dixieland
I die out in Montana
No, Lord, you let me get back to my ole
And I'm gonna on to her hand