Luyện nghe bài hát CountrySide

I was just a bum back in '61
out that ol' Ford window young and open-eyed
didn't matter where we were
as long as I saw green
I remember well thankful for Sunday rides...
I was

City born and city
to day I'm still amazed
that nothing could ever make me
in my hopes, in my
I kept home, it seems
home to my country side.

Life got way too crowded, at it did for me
looking for a place to run to I could hide
matter where I'd be going,
there was no place in
to afford my own Ford so I take that ride...
been

City born and city
maybe not so well
'cause nobody could ever make me
in my hopes, in my dreams
I going home, it seems
going to my country side.

When you're up in the mountains
there's no like home
to lay in the shade and smell that fresh hay
steal in the forest, run the fields on starry nights
wake up to a down-home

Took me more than a little while to go that mile
staring out that old window worn and bleary eyed
didn't matter when I'd be
just as long as I could
of packing it in - and up -
and a permanent ride...
'cause you're

City born and city
you don't look back, it's a haze
where nothing ever make you citified
in your hopes, and in your dreams
you going home, it seems
going home to country side.

I get down and God
for my side.