Luyện nghe bài hát Concrete

(Bill Anderson)
'75 Music

To a boy who grew up in the woods and the fields of South Carolina
This big ole city hard underneath my feet
And to a kid who ain't never heard a noise a whole lot louder than a freight
I get scared sometimes just standing here the street
Concrete everywhere I turn there's concrete
Found in the pavement day after day I go home
Where the sun shines and the tall pines and the earth and the meet
I'd rather on a poor dirt farm than to stay here surrounded by the concrete
Cause it's turnin' me concrete
My kids ain't never gone wadin' in a creek or down cane for fishing
They've never a blackberry growin' wild
Sometimes I get to it so I almost take to crying
I'm cursed the body of a man and the heart of a child
concrete...