Luyện nghe bài hát Homecoming

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

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

You heard my record on the
Oh, well it's just another
But I've got a hit
And be out on the market 'fore too long

I got this in Mexico
An' no, it didn't me quite a bunch
When you're in the business I'm in
The call it puttin' up a front

I know, I've lost a weight
I guess, I am lookin' kind of
If you know me better, Dad
You'd think that I'd just gotten out of

No, we don't ever call them beer
clubs are the places where I work
You a lot of people there, but no
ain't much chance of gettin' hurt

I'm sorry that I couldn't be
With you all when Momma passed
I was on the road and when came
And told me it was just too

I by the grave to see her
Boy, that is a pretty stone
I'm that Fred and Jan are here
It's better than you here alone

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

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

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

Now you be good and be chasin'
All those women that you know
And by the way if you see Barbara
her that I said hello