Luyện nghe bài hát My Country

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

a room with a window,
a sofa and chairs,
a turned on for the night.

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

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

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

Feelings go unexpressed.
I that's prob'ly for the best.
Dig too deep, who knows what you find.

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

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

Now your children are children,
even when grown.
When they to you,
you got to listen to what they to say.
But all live alone now,
they have TVs of own
but keep on coming over anyway.
And as I love them,
I'm kind of glad when they 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 know 'em like the of my own hand.