Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Going Home

Well, no matter where I wandered I know always find a welcome at the end of every journey
There'll be friendly people

California would not me 'though I loved her timber mountains.
Worked her fields and worked her orchards up and her central valley

I have driven open highway through the Utah valley
And I watched the rivers gently gliding. I wave my to friendly people

Folks who know me call me a drifter. don't know I'll stop my ramblin'
They don't know that someday, somewhere, gonna make me settle down

I'm going home, Lord, I'm going

I'm home!