Luyện nghe bài hát Memories Of East Texas

Memories of East
And those green, rolling hills
in the springtime
With daffodils

Rowing on lake come April
Harvesting hay in
Sitting by the road watching fires burn
By an old moon

I learned to on those
Texas red clay back roads
And I mean to you my friends
They weren't no roads

You had to out for all the curves
by Kelsey creek
And detour through the pasture
When the ran too deep

of East Texas
And Gilmer, county of Upshur
Looking and asking myself
What the hell'd you let break your spirit for?

Their lives ran in so small
thought they'd seen it all
And they couldn't make a for
A girl who'd seen the

But those of East Texas
Those piney green rolling
Covered in the
With wild

in those piney woods
Playing my
Thinking on the roads I'd come
Thinking I had not that far