Luyện nghe bài hát He's Mine

Old man on my front door
a teenage boy and a couple more from up the road
He had him by the
Said he him shootin'beer bottles
Down in the holler and
I said is that
He said,they speak when spoken to
So one here belongs to you
And I know one
Cause they all runnin' to your back forty
When they saw me on my gator
I in the eye

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

Friday night the games
I was for the speakers
To call the
On the of number thirty-seven
one Forty-five
And foot eleven - maybe

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

I yelled he's mine one
Got a wild-hair side and some
No surprise what he's done
He's every last last bit of my old son
And I'll the blame
And claim him every
Yeah man, he's and he'll always be
The best thing that happened to me
You can't it off like electricity
I will love him
And I'll take the
And him every time
Yes, sir he's
god , he's mine

Songwriter: Casey Beathard, Tim James, O'Donnell