Luyện nghe bài hát God's Country

Well I was born in old
In them hills where folks are
a coal miner's daughter right to a coal miner's wife

Well the mountain folks the mountains
White flowed like the fountains
On a Sunday morning you can all the good folks singin

It's God's country in hills he walks
And in the middle of the night you can him talk
It's the place to heaven that I know
If you wanna get to get your road map out
It's the bible if you have one doubt
I my friends, you must be on the wrong route

Well I miss the old camp time and dinner on the ground
What I miss is everything like all the country sounds
Like the lonesome sound of the sang me to sleep every night
And the whistle of the old freight before daylight

And my old Kentucky home's far