Luyện nghe bài hát Homecoming

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

I saw your cattle in
Boy, they're looking fat and slick
I saw at the service station
Told me that his wife is 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 too long

I got this ring in
No, it didn't cost me a bunch
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 looking kind of
If you know me better, Dad
You'd think that I'd just gotten out of

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

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

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

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

We worked in San Antone night
She didn't even have the time to
She drove me from Nashville
And to tell the truth I she needs the rest

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

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