Luyện nghe bài hát I Wonder If God Likes Country Music

One night we out on tour,
Getting to do a show.
It wasn't special,
another one night stand.
When I looked my guitar,
And there an old man.
His cowboy clothes frayed and worn,
An' his boots far from new.
He said: "I'd like to sit in your band.
"You see I'm a country too."

Well, we all had a big laugh.
And I looked back at the old man,
There was a in his eye.
I told the band to cool it I didn't want to see him cry.

He reached an' he took my guitar,
With a look on his face.
But then as he to play an' sing,
A of sadness took it's place.

He said: "I've sang my from Maine to California.
"Seen the world the window of a car.
"I never saved a back when I made one.
"'Cause I thought some day I'd be a star."

"But now my voice is and no one wants me.
"My gave up on me years ago.
"It's been so long my kids don't even me.
"And pickin' and singin' is the only life known."

And then he sang: "I wonder if God likes music.
"Will there be a place up to sing my songs?
"Will he make my fingers nimble like they to be,
"So I can play the and sing along?"

("I wonder if God likes music.")
I just there.
("Will there be a up there,)
None of us really knew to say.
(To my songs?")
He my old guitar,
("Will he make my nimble,)
And he put it down so gently.
("Like they to be?")
And as he turned to leave,
("So I can the chords,)
The band up and applauded
("And along?")
And I can hear his words today.

"I if God likes country music.
"Will there be a up there to sing my songs?
"Will he make my fingers nimble they used to be,
"So I can play the chords and along?"