Luyện nghe bài hát God's Country

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

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

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

Well I miss the old camp meeting time and dinner on the
I miss most is everything like all the country sounds
Like the lonesome sound of the whippoorwill sang me to sleep night
And the whistle of the old freight train daylight

And my old Kentucky far away