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 Buick and steer as we drove town
He'd tousle my and say son take a good look around this is your hometown
This is hometown
This is hometown
This is hometown

In `65 tension was high at my high school
There was a lot of fights between the black and
There was nothing you do
Two cars at a light on a Saturday in the back seat there was a gun
Words were passed in a blast
Troubled had come to my hometown
My
My
My

Now Main Street's whitewashed and vacant stores
like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more
They're down the textile mill across the railroad tracks
Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they coming back to your hometown
Your
hometown
Your

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