Luyện nghe bài hát Sure Hit Songwriter's Pen

Now I was round Nashville writin' songs and playin' 'em for all of the stars
Watchin' 'em laugh and hand 'em back livin' on hope and bars
So I pawned my guitar and a ticket home 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 aside you know kinda sorta myself
So I sat on the curb and wrote a little song
That told the world how of us felt
Then I run that song to Music Row and before I had time to spit
It's pitched and and cut for a record
And moving up the charts and damn a hit
So I wrote me another winner then I 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 just kept a'pourin' out and the money kept in
I just couldn't miss all it was a twist of my sure hit songwriter's pen
when I won the Grammy then I won it again and again
Well none of you knew it was all due to my sure hit songwriter's pen
I was darling with all the ladies I was a hero the men...
Making big dough working rodeos and TV me and my sure hit songwriter's pen
But then one night in Wichita I was just off of the stage
Folks all lined up and did crawl for my autograph Lord I was a national
One freckled face girl was there she said I got no pencil sir
So I it with 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 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 but none of them pen's was mine
So my songs got worse and my ran out and so did all my so-called friends
And was no doubt I was nothing without my long-lost sure hit songwriter's pen
So I like a stone down old Skid Row where I feed my blues on wine
And I my chops in a two-bit flop and I tell my story for a drink or a dime
And I sleep with my shoes underneath my head and I dream days back then
When I my name across the sky with my sure hit songwriter's pen
Somewhere in Wichita some little girl a freckled face nine or ten
Is her arithmetic homework tonight with a sure hit songwriter's pen
God ya honey you got yourself my sure hit songwriter's pen