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 and crime go on where he comes from, it's 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 where no one wears a frown,
To see more those super-special just plain folks
In my town.

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

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

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

That fellow was no
Who our sunday school,
And neither was our kindly brown.
We're recording tonight so I have to leave this out.
In my town.

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

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