Luyện nghe bài hát Homecoming

I I should've 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 mighty fat and
I saw Fred at the service
Told me that his wife is awful

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We worked in San Antone last
She didn't even the time to dress
She drove me down from
And to tell the truth I guess she the rest

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

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