Luyện nghe bài hát Hills And Hollers

Hills and
Adrienne Young / D. Sanders

Well I feel a stranger in my own hometown
Theres in the air where there used to be the sound
Of tall trees and kids runnin wild
Or maybe I was through the eyes of a child
But I

used to be
Hills and hollers
Wild and the white tailed deer
Creeks crystal clear
on its way to the Gulf of Mexico
Moonshine on the
sawin fiddle like he never gonna stop
Lord, if these hills talk
Theyd say sing me a that goes
Oh, mama the light on
Oh, shine the sun on the shadows of history

They laid the first paved back in 45
Now you gotta wheels if youre gonna survive
Black top gravel
over mud
Seems the oil in our runs thicker than the blood
But I

There to be
Hills and hollers
Wild and the white tailed deer
Creeks runnin clear
Water on its way to the of Mexico
Moonshine on the
Daddy sawin fiddle like he gonna stop
Lord, if hills could talk
Theyd say sing me a song goes
Oh, mama the light on
Oh, shine the sun on the shadows of history