Luyện nghe bài hát Sure Hit Songwriter's Pen

Now I was hangin' round Nashville writin' and playin' 'em for all of the stars
Watchin' 'em and hand 'em back livin' on hope and Hershey bars
So I pawned my guitar and bought a home and I's headin' for the Trailway bus
When I an old fountain pen laying in the gutter so I stopped and picked it up
It was worn-out bent and cast you know kinda sorta like myself
So I sat down on the curb and wrote a song
That told the world how both of us
Then I run that song down to Music Row and before I had to spit
It's pitched and and cut for a record
And up the charts and damn it's a hit
So I wrote me another winner I wrote me a smash again
And I's a off the ground cause I knew I'd found me a sure hit songwriter's pen
So the songs they kept a'pourin' out and the money kept pouring in
I just couldn't miss all it took was a twist of my hit songwriter's pen
Remember when I won the Grammy then I won it again and
Well none of you knew it was all due to my sure hit songwriter's pen
I was with all the ladies I was a hero among the men...
Making big dough working rodeos and TV me and my sure hit songwriter's pen
But one night in Wichita I was just coming off of the stage
Folks all lined up and did crawl for my autograph Lord I was a national
One little freckled girl 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 that morning I wake up with the shakes and the bends
With terror in my eyes cause good God I realized I'd lost my sure hit pen
I offered rewards in the I pleaded on the Sympathy Line
And a whole lotta folks and a whole lotta pens but none of them was mine
So my got worse and my money ran out and so did all my so-called friends
And there was no doubt I was nothing without my sure hit songwriter's pen
So I rolled like a stone down old Skid Row 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 sleep with my shoes my head and I dream about days back then
When I blazed my name the sky with my sure hit songwriter's pen
in Wichita some little girl who's a freckled face nine or ten
Is doing her arithmetic tonight with a sure hit songwriter's pen
God bless ya honey you got yourself my sure hit pen