Luyện nghe bài hát My Home Town

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

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

No could ignore
The girl next door,
She looked sweet in her first evening gown.
Now a charge for what she used to give for free
In my town.

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

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

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

I sam, he was the village idiot.
And though it a pity, it
Was so.
He loved to burn down houses to watch the glow,
And could be done,
Because he was the son.

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