Luyện nghe bài hát Homecoming

I guess I written, Dad
To let you know that I was coming
been gone so many years
I realize you had a phone

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

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

I got this ring in
No, it cost me quite a bunch
When you're in the that I'm in
The people call it up a front

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

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

I'm that I couldn't be here with you all
When Momma passed
I was on the road and when they came and me
It was too late

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

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

We worked in San Antone last
She didn't even have the time to
She me down from Nashville
And to tell the truth I guess she needs the

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

Now you be good and be chasin'
All those pretty women you know
And by the way if you see Walker
her that I said, "Hello"