Luyện nghe bài hát My Country

Let's go to yesterday,
a phone call cost a dime.
in New Orleans, a nickel.
Turn back the of time.
back the hands of time.

Picture a room a window,
a and some chairs,
a turned on for the night.

a woman,
two seated,
a man there,
their faces glowing in the light.

is my country,
are my people.
This is the I understand.
is my country,
are my people.
And I know 'em the back of my own hand.

If we had something to say we'd it off the screen
we were watching and we couldn't away.
We all know what we look like, you know I mean?
We have had it any other way.
We got comedy, tragedy.
from A to B,
watching other living,
seeing people play.
Having other people's fill our minds.
you, Jesus.

Feelings go unexpressed.
I think prob'ly for the best.
Dig too deep, who what you will find.

This is my country, those my people.
was the world I understand.

a room, no window,
a that leads outside,
a man lying on a on the floor.
his three grown boys behind him,
bouncing off of a screen,
of a big as all outdoors.

Now your children are children,
even when grown.
When speak to you,
you got to to what they have to say.
But they all live now,
they TVs of their own
but they on coming over anyway.
And as I love them,
I'm always kind of glad when go away.

is my country,
are my people.
This is the I understand.
is my country,
are my people.
And I know 'em like the of my own hand.
I 'em like the back of my own hand.