Luyện nghe bài hát Family Reserve

When I saw the
Screaming Main Street
I give it a thought
But it was my Eugene
He died on October the 1981

And my Wilbert, they all called him 'Skinner'
They said for his ways
get drunk in the morning
And show me the rolls of and hundreds
He kept in the glove box of his old Impala

And we're all gonna be here
So Mama don't you make a stir
Now put down camera
And on and join up
The of the family reserve

Now my cousin, his name was Callaway
He when he'd barely turned two
It was butter and jelly that did it
The help she didn't know to do
She just there and watched him turn blue

And we're all be here forever
So Mama don't you such a stir
Just put down camera
And come on and up
The of the family reserve

And my friend Brian
He thought he could it
So from the story he jumped
He missed the pool only by inches
And everyone he was drunk

Now there was great Julius
And was Aunt Annie Mueller
And Mary and Paul
And was Hanna and Ella
And Alvin and Alec and he his own funeral hall

And there are I remember
And more I could
words I could write in a song
But I feel watching and I see them laughing
And I them singing along

We're all gonna be here
So Mama you make such a stir
Just put down that
And come on and up
The last of the family