Luyện nghe bài hát Number 37405

Oh, he listens to the countdown, every morning
From a solitary prison cell
And the music from his is like freedom down a dirt toad
Makes eight by ten a brighter hill

Before he started doing all the hard that he's doing
He was singing in honky-tonks and dives
He dreamed of being somebody, now he's number

Well she used to come and see him, every other
And bring him all the news from way home
It's been two since he's kissed her,
seconds since he's missed her
Now the on those letters ain't that strong

He's got too much time to think about the he had too much to drink
And all his buddies, they begged him not to
Mr. Life of the Party, he's now 37405

Old judge on the said, "Son, your crime's got consequences."
what he told him, fifteen years ago
He took a life and that's a fact, give his own to give it back
Today's the day he gets parole

He turns in them prison clothes, and stands there at the road
And mama prays and waits he decides
And the angels close eyes...

Listens to the birds sing on a perfect autumn
Just down the road, rings an old church