Luyện nghe bài hát Front Porch

Driven to but I'm drowning in sin
My mandolin hangs on the wall again
I can't seem to the right words from within
But I won't be looking for

There comes a time when nothing clear
When you're out on the front porch with a head full of beer
and clouded by thoughts of you dear
But I be thinking for long

So many years ago when I was
I was drunk on direction but afflicted a cure
For all ailments cynical, how things were
But I didn't drunk for too long

Notions and knowledge came and me up
I sipped from their bottle and I slammed a cup
swill seemed to sit well, but I should've thrown it up
'Cause it didn't sit for too long

I was a fool, I was stupid
I was mistaking knowledge for just a buzz
Five years drunk on wine and and wit
Served by cynics and charlatans, were all full of shit

Empty cans of and cans of regret
Line the living room floor that often swept
Pop another one and wretch at the stench
It's a drink to swallow for a thirst you can't quench

But there'll, there'll come a time when it all seems
When past out on the front porch with your head full of beer
Confused and clouded by thoughts of you
But I won't be clouded for

Now I'm to silence and I'm drowning in sin
My hangs on the wall once again
I can't seem to the right words from within
But I be looking for long

stink of drink till I let you in
Then I be stinking for long
No, I be stinking for long