Luyện nghe bài hát Comin' Back Home

I'm runnin' tired, thin
I'm wearin' clothes that fit in
It's a never endin' long laundry list
Stop and go, crazy
Overtime,
And maybe I ain't made for
Traffic, sirens, lights
Pay to every night
It's to find the stars around here
world I'm in is spinnin' so fast
Makes me wish I was back

On a front sittin'
Guitar
Shootin'
time
Bonfire
Pappy's
Take your turn and the shine
Bout to spend a weekend
I belong 'cause damn I've been
Gone a little to long
But I'm comin' back

Well I'm bills, payin' dues
I feel I could play the blues
Well maybe not, but you know what I
It ain't nice, sure ain't
This one on Easy Street
The cheap, but the grass ain't so green
Act the part in Rome
All these folks on the phone
But somehow, they're still hard to
Of all the on the map
one takes me back

On a front sittin'
Guitar
shit
Killin'
burnin'
Pappy's
Take your turn and the shine
Bout to a long weekend
I belong 'cause damn I've been
Gone a little to long
But I'm comin' home

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

We're all front sittin'
Guitar
Shootin'
time
Bonfire
Pappy's
Take turn and pass the shine
Bout to a long weekend
Where I belong 'cause I've been
Gone just a little to (I've been gone)

Well been gone just a little too long
But I'm comin' home

I'm back home

Yeah, I'm comin home