Luyện nghe bài hát Birmingham

Delta and a Nickajack man
Raised their daughter in a Tennessee band
Played Springwater at Inn
Couldn't play fast, fit in

a '66 Dodge in Caroline
Got her education on her dime
She was singing in a bar called
Halfway rusted on the coast

Rock of Ages, for me
Let me myself in Thee
Buried in the
Five hundred from Birmingham

'em out cowboy in a rock and roll band
Plugged his in all across the land
Athens, Georgia on a night
Saw that little girl, she could alright

Spent five years going town to town
Waiting on that little girl to around
Caught in the of New York City
To lose that gal seemed pity

Rock of Ages, for me
Let my heart a beat
Why do you
Calling me Birmingham

her covered wagon off the BQE
Said this'll be the last ever see of me
Well the cowboy laughed said I know it's not
there's nothing I could do to get loose from you

Made a little playing in the bars
With two beat up and two old guitars
From the Crescent City to the Great Lake
It ain't what you got, it's you make

When the road got rough and the all broke
take more then we could tow
Making out of nothing with a scratch and a hoe
two old guitars like a shovel and a rope

Rock of Ages, for me
Let me hide in Thee
Now I
On better since Birmingham