Luyện nghe bài hát Southland In The Springtime

Maybe make Texas by the morning
Light the Bayou with our tail lights in the
800 miles to El from the state line
And we never the money for the flight

I'm in the back seat, from the travel
Played our hearts out all long in New Orleans
And I'm dirty from the diesel fumes, drinking coffee
When the breath of Texas comes in clean

And something 'bout the southland in the springtime
Where the flow with confidence and reason
Though I miss her I'm gone, it won't ever be too long
Till I'm home to spend my favorite season

God made me born a yankee, he was teasin'
There's no place like home and none more
the southland in the springtime

In Georgia nights are softer than a
Beneath the somebody's mother made by hand
With the farmland like a tapestry down through generations
And the peach stitched across the land

be cider up near Helen off the roadside
And boiled peanuts in a bag to warm fingers
And the smoke from the meets it's maker in the sky
a song that winter wrote whose melody lingers

And there's something the southland in the springtime
Where the flow with confidence and reason
Though I her when I'm gone, it won't ever be too long
Till I'm home again to spend my favorite

When God made me born a yankee he was
There's no place like home and none more
Than the in the springtime