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 Uncle would sing
And grandpa play that fiddle all night long

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And she read all the things they about me
But she knew in her heart that it was lies
No she don't hide her head in shame someone says my name
You'll no teardrops 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
That old family album keep on her night stand
Right next to the Bible until the day she
Right next to the Bible until the day she