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 it's home, you know. sort of gets you. this example is called my town.

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

No fellow ignore
The little next 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 remember dan, the 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
each banana split.

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

That was no fool
Who taught our school,
And neither was our kindly brown.
We're tonight 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 to burn down houses just to watch the glow,
And could be done,
Because he was the son.

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