Luyện nghe bài hát Home

Looking out of my pane,
Tears mingling the rain,
I'm so lonesome I could cry, just old hank,
Staring down on the street,
empty and incomplete,
There's a place I need to be to my tank,

A place I can go I can be free,
I can be happy and just be me,

where the warm winds and the rivers flowing along, like a lazy bum in the mid-day sun and I'm
Gone, fishing with my at the fishing hole,
And I can lay my heavy load,
And know I'm always welcome

I left I was seventeen,
I had a lot of dreams,
a lot of those dreams come true I had good luck,
I ain't complaining for sure,
I got a lot to be for,
One of things is a magic door that opens up,

Back to the when I was a kid,
To the of the crickets and the katydids,
called

On the front porch and furn pots hanging,
Home, where the church bells ringing and the voices old songs
That mend my mind a stitch in time,
Where the tea is and the love complete,
Oh me, I go

I often think about, I have been,
Where I am going and that's when I think about,

Where the soul finds and the heart finds pleasure,

Home,
Where the depths of love is to measure,
home
I you callin', I hear you callin',
never be lost as long as I know,
There's a place that where I can go,
I can restore my weary soul,
On the mountain slopes on the soft smoke
Of home,

sweet home,
Home, back to the of the whip-poor-wills,
Home, with the fire flies and the night stars twinking,
Home, suckle vine and muskey dine wine at, home
Where the ginsing glows and the chevy goes-a,
family and friends and joy that never end,
Home, there's no place like it, no like it,

Home.