Luyện nghe bài hát Gaylor Creek Church

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

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

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

(Solo)

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

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

My mind washes up that at Gaylor Creek