Luyện nghe bài hát Family Album

On Sunday church there'd always be a picnic
There'd be kinfolks until dawn
Me I'd play the guitar and my Uncle Merle sing
And he'd play that 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 bring him down moonshine
Just so's that he could those viddle down

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

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

And I'd sit and each picture with her
And I'd listen to her and her sighs
But underneath I how much I'd hurt her
For I'd put teardrops in my mama's

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

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

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

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

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