Luyện nghe bài hát Homecoming

I guess I written, Dad
To let you that I was coming home
I've been gone so many
I didn't realize you had a

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

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

I got this in Mexico
No, it didn't cost me quite a
When you're in the business I'm in
The people call it up a front

I know I've lost a little
An' I guess I am kind of pale
If you didn't me better, Dad
You'd think I'd just gotten out of jail

No, we don't ever call them beer
Night clubs are the places I work
You meet a lot of people
But no, there ain't no chance of gettin'

I'm sorry that I couldn't be here you all
When passed away
I was on the road and they came and told me
It was too late

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

Well, I you was gonna ask me
Who the is that's sleeping in the car
That's just a girl who for me
And man, she plays a mean guitar

We worked in San Antone night
She didn't even the time to dress
She drove me down Nashville
And to the truth I guess she needs the rest

Well, Dad, I go
We got a to work in Cartersville tonight
Let me take your number
I'll you and I promise you I'll write

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