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 would
And grandpa he'd play that all night long

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

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

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

And I'd sit and reminisce each with her
And I'd listen to her laughter and her
But underneath I how much 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 baby in my eyes
That old album she'll keep on her night stand
Right next to the until the day she dies

all those years 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 always so good

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

And she read all the they wrote about me
But she knew in her heart that it was lies
No she hide her head in shame when someone says my name
find no teardrops in my mama's eyes

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