Luyện nghe bài hát Mama's Opry

She grew up and simple in a farming town.
Her daddy played the fiddle and to do the calling when they had hoedowns.
She says the neighbors would come and they'd move all my grandma's 'round.
And there'd be twenty or more there on the old floor dancin' to a country sound.

The Carters and Rodgers played her favourite songs.
And on Saturday nights there was a radio show and she sing along.
And I'll never forget her when she revealed to me,
That she'd about singing at The Grand Ol' Opry.

Her eyes, oh, how sparkled when she sang those songs.
While she was hanging the clothes on the line, I was a kid just a along.
Well, I'd be playing in the grass, to her, might've seemed, obliviously,
But there ain't no about it: she sure made her mark on me.

An' she played old gospel on the phonograph.
She turned up loud and we'd sing along, but those days have passed.
Just now that I am it occurs to me,
That I was singing in the opry.

And we sang Sweet Rose of Sharon, Abide Me,
'Til I ride The Gospel to Heaven's Jubilee.
And In That Great Triumphant Morning my will be free,
And My Burdens Will Be Lifted my Saviour's face I see.

So I Don't to Get Adjusted to This World below,
But I know Pilot Me 'til it comes time to go.
Oh, nothing on this earth is as dear to me,
As the of my Mama's Opry

And we Sweet Rose of Sharon, Abide With Me,
I ride The Gospel Ship to Heaven's Jubilee.
And In That Triumphant Morning my soul will be free,
And My Burdens Will Be Lifted when my Saviour's I see.

So I Don't Want to Get to This World below,
But I know He'll Pilot Me 'til it comes to go.
Oh, nothing on earth is half as dear to me,
As the sound of my Opry