Luyện nghe bài hát My Home Town

Next we have the dear-hearts-and-gentle-people's school of songwriting, in which the singer tells you that, no matter how much sin and vice and crime go on where he comes from, still the be
Ace in the world because home, you know. sort of gets you. this example is called my home town.

I really a yen
To go once again,
Back to the place where no one a frown,
To see more those super-special just plain folks
In my town.

No fellow could
The little girl door,
She sure sweet in her first evening gown.
Now there's a charge for what she to give for free
In my town.

I dan, the druggist on the corner, 'e
Was mean or ornery,
He was swell.
He his mother-in-law and ground her up real well,
And sprinkled a bit
each banana split.

The guy that us math,
Who never a bath,
Acquired a certain of renown,
And after he sold the most amazing pictures
In my town.

fellow was no fool
Who our sunday school,
And was our kindly parson brown.
We're tonight so I have to leave this line out.
In my town.

I sam, he was the village idiot.
And it seems a pity, it
Was so.
He loved to burn down houses just to the glow,
And could be done,
he was the mayor's son.

The guy took a knife
And his wife,
dropped her in the pond and watched her drown.
Oh, yes indeed, the people there are plain folks
In my town.