Luyện nghe bài hát Dream Camara

I was standing at the end of the longest line
between and nowhere I could not make up my mind
stole enough to keep me honest, walked a mile, I know
I had more than money, I had no place left to go
closed my eyes and chose a like any good refugee
I stuck a fork into a roadmap right Nashville, Tennessee
Swimming pools, country
Hitchhiking on the shoulder of the road to fast
I down a ride, next thing I know we're haulin' ass
I to the scarecrow, to the lion, to the tin man
I "Everyone in Nashville gonna wonder where we been man"
'cross the into Memphis, I had my hat in my hand
paid our respects to He King and drove on to the land
to Nashville - land of opportunity
Welcome to Nashville - cab driver knows Alan Jackson
Welcome to - the dreams are shoulder to shoulder
to Nashville...
We corssed the light on Broadway, we just got into town
nobody saw the man who was showing us around
he'd just moved back to Nashville for teh time
introduced himself as "Hey Buddy, can you a dime?"
He was back without a vengeance, he arrived there a thud
he was on the sidewalk, he was thinning out his blood
I told the hotel clerk about my band and our show in tonight
he said "Let me guess - John, Paul, and Ringo, am I right?
Take a look you, Buddy, don't you know where you are?
You can't throw a rock without some guy with a guitar.
you brought it up I must confess I got my own band, too."
He said his name was Wallace hartley, I said "Fancy you!
Welcome to - everyone's a songwriter
Welcome to Nashville - get a crappy day job
to Nashville - they're gonna tear you a new one
to Nashville...
If a tree falls in the and there's no one around
if a plays in Nashville does it make a sound?
We did our bet three minutes that nobody to see
but we sure put some out of its misery
singin' 'bout wallpaper cowboys and Hemmingway
to a conflict of disinterest from boots down to their hats
I sang 'em six or seven hundred of my very melodies
they just said "Boy, ain't you got any other than these?"
I go walkin' after goin' where the lonely go
I got heartaches by the number, that lonesome whistle blow
I the grand tour, lived the night life, saw the rose garden too
found a good woman but I can't stop lovin' you
if it's only maek well who's to bless and who's to blame
'cause I walked the line and never even called me by my name
Welcome to Nashville - man guys are serious
Welcome to Nashville - I've got a friend who's got a
Welcome to Nashville - would you fries with that?
to Nashville - now go on home