Luyện nghe bài hát Flies On The Butter (You Can't Go Home Again)

Old tin roof, leaves in the
A hole in the screen big as your fist
And flies on the

baking sugar cookies, we were watching cartoons
I her holler from the kitchen
"Which one of you wants to lick the spoon?"

Yellow on the watermelon, honeysuckle in the air
turning on the sprinkler
Us kids through it in our underwear

Old dog napping on the front porch, his ear just a
asleep on granddaddy's lap
To the sound of his pocket ticking

Oh, oh, it doesn't seem it was all that long ago
Oh, oh, you can dream it every now and then
But you can't go home

Me and my best Jenny set up a backyard camp
Stole one of mama's jars
Poked in the lid and made a firefly lamp

Me and Billy Monroe, sneaking down by the
I'm still by the taste of the kiss
I was too scared to him

Oh, oh, it doesn't seem like it was all long ago
Oh, oh, you can about it every now and then
But you can't go again

There's a road, a faded yellow centerline
It can take you to the place
But it take you back in time

Oh, oh, it doesn't seem it was all that long ago
Oh, oh, you can about it every now and then
But you can't go again

Old tin roof, in the gutter
A hole in the screen door big as your
And flies on the