Luyện nghe bài hát Family Album

On Sunday after church there'd always be a
There'd be kinfolks callin' dawn
Me I'd play the guitar and my Uncle Merle sing
And grandpa he'd play that fiddle all long

Now the women folk they work out in the kitchen
You smell that food for miles and miles around, Paw
He was prayin' my brother would bring him down some moonshine
Just so's that he could those viddle down

As soon as all the kids got tired of playin'
Mama call me over to her side
You know she'd say I'd like to take some
You could see her face light up with

And then she'd bring out worn out family album
Its faded pictures some corners torn
laugh and point and tell me funny stories
And look she'd say why that's the day that you born

And I'd sit and reminisce each picture her
And I'd listen to her laughter and her
But I knew how much I'd hurt her
For I'd put in my mama's eyes

In my mama's eyes, never done a wrong thing
I was still a in my mama's eyes
old family album she'll keep on her night stand
Right to the Bible until the day she dies

Through all those in prison she stuck by me
And she to visit anytime she could
Well I remember at my trial when she she loved me
And she told the judge, I'd always been so

Then later the fame she watched me blossom
From just a local country singer to a big star
She listened to all my records for the hidden
And she came to hear me sing in all dim lit bars

And she read all the things they about me
But she knew deep in her heart it was lies
No she don't hide her head in when someone says my name
You'll find no in my mama's eyes

In my eyes, I've never done a wrong thing
I was still a baby in my eyes
That old family she'll keep on her night stand
next to the Bible until the day she dies
Right next to the Bible the day she dies