Luyện nghe bài hát Kicking Stones

I sittin' in my old mans truck
Watchin' him and all the men
Down on their
Standin' the fire
Fightin off the
Smokin', swearin', stones

You hard times
Can turn a man bad
Make him do
Out of anger, he never had
Me and would watch
Him in home
Smokin, swearin, stones

stones, kicking stones
Down a winding road
They were smokin, swearin, stones

All the dark
Turn years
And all the times
They sure alot of tears
But there came a
Where I had to on
From the smokin, swearin, kicking

Kicking stones, kicking
Down a long and winding
Brought me
me home
two boys, of my own

They come
come laughing
When I start
They start
We go
in hand
Kicking stones. stones

Kicking