Luyện nghe bài hát Gaylor Creek Church

Well my favorite are some of my first
Like a Sunday night meeting at an old country
Sometimes my grandparents would and take me
To an old country church house on old Creek

We all our neighbors, everyone there was friends
And the worked the timber like all other men
We were baptized by water, we washed in the blood
I don't remember much money, but recall of love

That was a long time ago
I'm talkin' and years
I'm not for certain that I could even get from here
But on nights when I'm
Not blinded by all I see
My mind washes up at that on old Gaylor Creek

(Solo)

So many of bar rooms, so strangers
Women, whiskey, so many
That old honky highway
a wild horse to rope
Son, I've seen enough
To circle the

That church was a long ago
I'm talkin' and years
But I'm not for that I could even get there from here
But on nights when I'm
Not by all that I see
My mind up at that church on old Gaylor Creek

My mind washes up that at Gaylor Creek