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 for this
Traffic, sirens, lights
Pay to park every
It's hard to the stars around here
This world I'm in is so fast
Makes me that I was back

On a porch sittin'
pickin'
Shootin'
Killin'
Bonfire
Pappy's
Take your and pass the shine
Bout to a long weekend
Where I belong 'cause I've been
Gone just a to long
But I'm comin' back

Well I'm bills, payin' dues
I feel like I could the blues
Well not, but you know what I mean
It ain't nice, sure clean
This one bedroom on Easy
The rent's cheap, but the grass so green
Act the part when in
All these stay on the phone
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
Take your turn and the shine
to spend a long weekend
Where I belong 'cause damn I've
Gone just a little to
But I'm back home

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

We're all porch sittin'
pickin'
Shootin'
time
Bonfire
slurrin'
Take your turn and pass the
to spend a long weekend
Where I belong damn I've been
Gone a little to long (I've been gone)

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

I'm back home

Yeah, I'm comin back