Luyện nghe bài hát Mama's House

There's a bottle of whiskey up the stove
It's there thirty years I know
used for coughs and colds at mama's house

In the air a combination
Of home baked and pan fried bacon
No, no mistaking mama's house

It smaller than the day I left
It don't how big I get
I still wipe my feet and watch my
At house

Thing's round still looks the same
a picture in a frame
The light bill's in daddy's name at mama's house

You won't find one of dust
One spoon, or coffee cup
And that ol' dog still eat you up at mama's house

It seems than the day I left
It don't how big I get
I still wipe my and watch my mouth
At mama's

That driveway's still paved with rocks
Though her ain't on the mailbox
Come what may there ever be any doubt
That's house

It seems than the day I left
It don't how big I get
I still wipe my and watch my mouth

She's so glad to see me
Her little boy always be me
I think I'll spent this out
And head on down to mama's