Luyện nghe bài hát My Home Town

Next we have the dear-hearts-and-gentle-people's of songwriting, in which the singer tells 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 it's home, you know. sort of gets you. this example is called my home town.

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

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

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

The guy taught us math,
Who took a bath,
Acquired a certain of renown,
And after he sold the most amazing pictures
In my town.

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

I remember sam, he was the 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 that a knife
And his wife,
Then dropped her in the and watched her drown.
Oh, yes indeed, the people are just plain folks
In my town.