Luyện nghe bài hát Dream Camara

I was standing at the end of the very longest
between everywhere and nowhere I could not make up my
stole enough to keep me honest, a crooked mile, I know
I had more time than money, I had no left to go
closed my eyes and a destination like any good refugee
I stuck a fork a roadmap right through Nashville, Tennessee
pools, country stars
Hitchhiking on the shoulder of the road to nowhere
I flagged down a ride, next I know we're haulin' ass
I to the scarecrow, to the lion, to the tin man
I said "Everyone in gonna wonder where we been man"
'cross the into Memphis, I had my hat in my hand
paid our respects to He and drove on to the promised land
to Nashville - land of opportunity
Welcome to Nashville - your cab knows Alan Jackson
Welcome to - the dreams are shoulder to shoulder
to Nashville...
We corssed against the light on Broadway, we just got town
nobody saw the blind man who was us around
just moved back to Nashville for teh forty-second time
introduced himself as "Hey Buddy, can you a dime?"
He was back without a vengeance, he arrived there a thud
he was living on the sidewalk, he was thinning out his
I told the hotel clerk about my band and our show in town
he said "Let me - John, Paul, George and Ringo, am I right?
Take a look around you, Buddy, don't you know where you
You can't a rock without hitting some guy with a guitar.
Since you it up I must confess I got my own band, too."
He said his name was hartley, I said "Fancy meetin' you!
to Nashville - everyone's a songwriter
Welcome to Nashville - get yourself a day job
Welcome to Nashville - they're tear you a new one
to Nashville...
If a tree in the forest and there's no one around
if a band plays in Nashville it make a sound?
We did our bet three minutes that came to see
but we sure put time out of its misery
singin' 'bout wallpaper cowboys and cats
to a conflict of disinterest from their boots to their hats
I sang 'em six or seven hundred of my very melodies
they just said "Boy, ain't you got any songs than these?"
I go after midnight goin' where the lonely go
I got heartaches by the number, hear lonesome whistle blow
I took the grand tour, the night life, saw the rose garden too
found a good hearted woman but I can't lovin' you
if it's only believe well who's to bless and who's to blame
'cause I the line and they 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 - would you like fries with that?
Welcome to Nashville - now go on