Luyện nghe bài hát Family Album

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

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

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

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

And I'd sit and reminisce each with her
And I'd to her laughter and her sighs
But underneath I knew how I'd hurt her
For I'd put teardrops in my eyes

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

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

Then later through the she watched me blossom
just a local country singer to a great big star
She to all my records for the hidden meanings
And she to hear me sing in all those dim lit bars

And she all the things they wrote about me
But she knew deep in her heart that it was
No she don't hide her head in shame when someone my name
You'll find no teardrops in my eyes

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