Luyện nghe bài hát Homecoming

I guess, I written, Dad
To let you know I was comin' home
been gone so many years
I didn't you had a phone

I saw your cattle in
Boy, they're looking mighty fat and
I saw Fred at the service
Told me that his is awful sick

You heard my record on the
Oh, well it's just song
But got a hit recorded
And it'll be out on the market too long

I got ring in Mexico
An' no, it didn't cost me quite a
you're in the business that I'm in
The people call it up a front

I know, I've a little weight
I guess, I am lookin' kind of
If you didn't me better, Dad
think that I'd just gotten out of jail

No, we don't ever them beer joints
Night clubs are the places I work
You meet a lot of there, but no
There ain't much of gettin' hurt

I'm sorry I couldn't be here
you all when Momma passed away
I was on the road and when they
And told me it was too late

I drove by the to see her
Boy, that really is a pretty
I'm glad that Fred and Jan are
It's better than you being here

Well, I knew you's ask me
Who the lady is that's in the car
That's just a girl who for me
And man, she plays a pretty mean

We worked in San last night
She even have the time to dress
She drove me down Nashville
And to tell the truth I guess she needs the

Well, Dad, I go, we got a dance
To work in Cartersville
Let me take your down, I'll call you
And I you I'll write

Now you be and don't be chasin'
All those women that you know
And by the way if you see Walker
Tell her that I said