Luyện nghe bài hát Nashville

In the year of forty three finished feedin' me
And quickly off to her job at Woorden's Backmill
But at fourth on Monroe's street a faillin' stopped at willin' feet
And mama gave up the breath of life in the town of
was in the county jail so my older sister Nell
Took a job at a tavern that folks called the Trashmill
And when the welfare agency help and smiled at me
No thanks but we'll get by in this town of
As a kid I went to hurt stood high on a tavern stool
A listenin' to the songs on the jukebox at the
And that hurtin' in them sad old settled deep in a poor boy's bones
And I vowed I'll someday pick and sing in
So my older sister Nell like a true blue bell
Bought me a second handed guitar from the Nashville
Heaven would smile and bells would when I touched those shiny strings
And I was the richest poor boy in the of Nashville
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There's a chill in my bones yes it's my time to go on
And I'm sure the Lord knows the way I feel
So they're callin' me a star I can't forget about first guitar
And a who helped me to make it big in this town of Nashville