Luyện nghe bài hát Readin', Rightin', RT. 23

They reading, writing, Route 23
To the that laid waiting in those cities' factories
They didn't know that that old
Would them to a world of misery

Have you ever down Kentucky way,
Say of Preston Firs,
Have you been up in a holler,
you ever heard
A man cough his life away
Digging black coal in those dark mines, those dark mines,
If you had, you might understand
The reason they left it all behind

'Cuz, they reading, writing, Route 23
To the jobs that laid waiting in cities' factories

They learned reading, writing, roads to the
To the luxury and a coal miner can't afford

They thought reading, writing, 23
Ah, would take them to the life they had never seen
They didn't know that old highway
Would lead to a world of misery

you ever seen them put the kids in the car
After on Friday night
up in a holler about two a.m.
See the lights burning bright
Yeah, those folks sat up that late
To hold little grand kids in their arms, in their arms
Yet, I'm proud to say I've been blessed
And touched by their sweet hillbilly

They reading, writing, Route 23
To the jobs that laid waiting in those factories
They learned reading, writing, to the north
To the luxury and comfort a miner can't afford
They reading, writing, Route 23
Ah, take them to the good life they had never seen
They know that that old highway
lead them to a world of misery

Yeah, it turns out that old highway
Will lead you to a of misery