Luyện nghe bài hát Gaylor Creek Church

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

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

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

(Solo)

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

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

My mind washes up church at Gaylor Creek