Luyện nghe bài hát Nashville

In the of forty three mama finished feedin' me
And rushed off to her job at Woorden's Backmill
But at fourth on Monroe's street a faillin' hearts at willin' feet
And mama up the breath of life in the town of Nashville
Daddy was in the jail so my older sister Nell
Took a job at a tavern some folks called the Trashmill
And when the welfare offered help and smiled at me
No thanks but we'll get by in town of Nashville
As a kid I to school hurt stood high on a tavern stool
A listenin' to the on the jukebox at the Trashmill
And that hurtin' in sad old songs 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 southern
Bought me a second handed from the Nashville goodwill
Heaven would smile and bells ring when I touched those shiny strings
And I was the richest poor boy in the town of
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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 callin' me a star I can't forget about that first guitar
And a who helped me to make it big in this town of Nashville