Luyện nghe bài hát My Hometown

I was years old and running with a dime in my hand
Into the bus stop to up a paper for my old man
I'd sit on his lap in that big old and steer as we drove through town
He'd tousle my hair and say son take a good look this is your hometown
is your hometown
This is hometown
This is your

In `65 tension was running high at my high
There was a lot of between the black and white
There was you could do
Two cars at a light on a Saturday night in the back seat was a gun
Words were passed in a shotgun
Troubled times had come to my
My
My
My

Now Main Street's whitewashed windows and stores
Seems like there ain't wants to come down here no more
They're closing down the mill across the railroad tracks
says these jobs are going boys and they ain't coming back to your hometown
Your
hometown
Your

Last night me and we laid in bed
about getting out
Packing up our bags heading south
I'm we got a boy of our own now
Last night I sat him up behind the wheel and son take a good look around
is your hometown