Luyện nghe bài hát Home

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

A I can go where I can be free,
Where I can be happy and be me,

where the winds blowing and the rivers flowing along, like a lazy bum in the mid-day sun and I'm
Gone, fishing my pole at the fishing hole,
And I can lay down my load,
And know that I'm 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 that's for sure,
I got a lot to be for,
One of those things is a magic that opens up,

Back to the time 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 ringing and the voices singing old songs
That mend my like a stitch in time,
Where the tea is sweet and the complete,
Oh me, I go

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

Where the soul comfort and the heart finds pleasure,

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

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

Home.