Luyện nghe bài hát Middle Of The Hill

When I was a kid I grew up in a house on a
Not the top, not the bottom, but the
And I still remember where I my head
In the lot, there's a row of tiny houses there now

And we used to light fires in the
And I cool my head on the concrete steps
But the girl down the street hit my
On the head with a

And we hid behind my
As he knocked on the parents'
To the them what she did
But the parents were
So they really didn't give a

And the girl down the street said a dog couldn't
'Cause a man with an axe cut its out
But my older sister told me that it wasn't true
And I believe she said 'cause she took me by the hand

One when a coupla men drove down the hill in a white van
Said was a phone box filled with money 'round the corner
And I gone along but she took me by the hand
To the house in the of the hill
In the middle of the hill, in the of the hill

And my mother the words to a lot of different songs
And we'd always the harmonies, yeah, we'd sing along
She had cold, hands when the fever hit
And then the noises that the made
like people in my head

And the stories that the told
the pictures and the grains in the pine wood boards
And let me stay outside 'til the sky red
And I could my head on the concrete steps

And you could never really see the top the bottom
But I don't pay enough
To the good when I got 'em
And you could never really see the top the bottom

I pay enough attention
To the good things I got 'em
I don't pay attention
To the good when I got 'em

I don't pay attention
To the things when I got 'em
I don't pay attention
To the things when I got 'em