Luyện nghe bài hát Comin' Back Home

I'm runnin' tired, thin
I'm wearin' that don't fit in
It's a never week long laundry list
and go, goin' crazy
Overtime,
And maybe I ain't made for
Traffic, sirens, city
Pay to park every
It's hard to find the around here
This world I'm in is spinnin' so
me wish that I was back

On a front porch
Guitar
Shootin'
Killin'
Bonfire
Pappy's
Take your and pass the shine
Bout to spend a long
Where I belong 'cause I've been
Gone just a little to
But I'm comin' home

Well I'm payin' bills, dues
I feel like I could the blues
Well maybe not, but you know what I
It ain't nice, sure clean
This one bedroom on Easy
The rent's cheap, but the ain't so green
Act the when in Rome
All these folks stay on the
But somehow, they're hard to reach
Of all the on the map
one takes me back

On a front porch
Guitar
shit
Killin'
burnin'
Pappy's
your turn and pass the shine
Bout to a long weekend
Where I belong damn I've been
Gone a little to long
But I'm back home

Mama's in the kitchen and cookin'
Daddy's on the Gibson "Hey Good Lookin'"

We're all front porch
Guitar
shit
Killin'
burnin'
Pappy's
Take turn and pass the shine
Bout to spend a long
Where I belong damn I've been
Gone just a little to long (I've gone)

Well I've been gone just a too long
But I'm comin' back

I'm comin' home

Yeah, I'm comin home