Luyện nghe bài hát He's Mine

Old man on my front door
With a teenage boy and a couple more from up the
He had him by the
Said he caught him bottles
in the holler and somkin'
I is that right
He said,they won't speak spoken to
So one here belongs to you
And I know one
Cause they all started runnin' to back forty
When they saw me comin' on my
I in the eye

And I said, mine that one
Got a wild-hair and them some
no surprise what He's done
He's ever bit of my old man's son
If you knew me
There 'd be no question in your
know he's mine- yeah he is

Friday night the football
I was livin' for the
To the name
On the of number thirty-seven
Just one
And foot eleven - maybe

Limelight shined on hime
But everyone still when
He whooped up on boy way bigger
For thinkin' cheap shot our little kicker
And threw him out
Man, you should've, you hear me shot

I yelled he's that one
Got a side and then some
There's No surprise what he's
He's every last bit of my old man's son
And I'll the blame
And claim him time
Yeah man, he's and he'll always be
The best thing that happened to me
You can't turn it off like
I love him unconditionally
And I'll the blame
And claim him time
Yes, sir he's
Thank god , he's

Songwriter: Casey Beathard, Tim James, Phil