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 and hand 'em back livin' on hope and Hershey bars
So I pawned my guitar and bought a ticket home and I's headin' for the bus
I seen an old fountain pen laying in the gutter so I stopped and picked it up
It was worn-out and cast aside you know kinda sorta like myself
So I sat down on the curb and a little song
told the world how both of us felt
Then I run that down 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 then I wrote me a smash again
And I's a flyin' off the cause I knew I'd found me a sure hit songwriter's pen
So the songs they just kept a'pourin' out and the kept pouring in
I just couldn't miss all it took was a of my sure hit songwriter's pen
Remember when I won the Grammy then I won it and again
none of you knew that 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 rodeos and TV shows 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 I was a national rage
One freckled face 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 God I realized I'd lost my sure hit songwriter's pen
I offered rewards in the papers I on the Sympathy Line
And a whole lotta folks and a whole pens but none of them pen's was mine
So my songs got worse and my money ran out and so did all my so-called
And there was no I was nothing without my long-lost 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 underneath my head and I dream about 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 doing her arithmetic homework with a sure hit songwriter's pen
God bless ya honey you got yourself my hit songwriter's pen