Luyện nghe bài hát Family Album

On Sunday after church always be a picnic
There'd be callin' until dawn
Me I'd play the guitar and my Merle would sing
And grandpa he'd play that all night long

Now the women folk they work out in the kitchen
You could smell that food for miles and around, Paw
He was prayin' my brother Jack bring 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 she'd say I'd like to take some pictures
You could see her light up with pride

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

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

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

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

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

And she read all the things wrote about me
But she knew deep in her that it was lies
No she don't hide her head in shame when says my name
find no teardrops in my mama's 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 on her night stand
Right next to the Bible until the day she
next to the Bible until the day she dies