Luyện nghe bài hát Sure Hit Songwriter's Pen

Now I was hangin' round Nashville writin' songs and playin' 'em for all of the
Watchin' 'em laugh and hand 'em back livin' on and Hershey bars
So I pawned my guitar and bought a ticket and I's headin' for the Trailway bus
When I seen an old fountain pen laying in the gutter so I stopped and it up
It was worn-out bent and cast you know kinda sorta like myself
So I sat on the curb and wrote a little song
That the world how both of us felt
Then I run that song down to Music Row and before I had time to
It's pitched and and cut for a record
And moving up the and damn it's a hit
So I wrote me another winner then I me a smash again
And I's a flyin' off the ground cause I I'd found me a sure hit songwriter's pen
So the songs they just kept out and the money kept pouring in
I just couldn't all it took was a twist of my sure hit songwriter's pen
Remember when I won the Grammy then I won it again and
Well none of you knew that it was all due to my sure hit pen
I was darling with all the ladies I was a hero the men...
Making big dough working rodeos and TV shows me and my sure hit pen
But one night in Wichita I was just coming off of the stage
Folks all up and did crawl for my autograph Lord I was a national rage
One little freckled face was there she said I got no pencil sir
So I signed it my songwriter's pen and then handed the pen back to her
Four o'clock morning I wake up with the shakes and the bends
With terror in my eyes good God I realized I'd lost my sure hit songwriter's pen
I offered rewards in the papers I pleaded on the Sympathy
And a whole lotta folks and a whole lotta pens but none of them was mine
So my songs got worse and my money ran out and so did all my friends
And there was no doubt I was without my long-lost sure hit songwriter's pen
So I rolled like a stone down old Row where I feed my blues on wine
And I rest my chops in a two-bit flop and I tell my story for a drink or a
And I with my shoes underneath my head and I dream about days back then
When I blazed my name across the sky with my sure hit pen
Somewhere in Wichita some girl who's a freckled face nine or ten
Is doing her arithmetic homework tonight a sure hit songwriter's pen
God bless ya you got yourself my sure hit songwriter's pen