Luyện nghe bài hát The Front Porch Song

Robert Earl Keen/Lyle

This old porch is a big ol' red and white bull
Standin' under a tree in Agua Dulce, Texas
He keeps on hide and seek with that hot august sun
and a pantin' cause his work is never done
Oh no, those cows and a red top cane

This old is a steamin' greasy plate of enchiladas
With of cheese and onions ans a guacamole salad
You can get at the LaSalle Hotel in old downtown
With ice tea and a waitress who will smile time
Oh yeah, I left a quarter tip on my ten bill

This old porch is a palace in on a main street in Texas
It ain't never or heard the days of G's and R's and X's
And that '62 poster that's faded down
And a screen a picture since Giant came to town
Oh no, I those junior mints and the red hots too, yes I do

This old is like a weathered grey haired seventy years of Texas
doin' all he can not to give in to the city
And he always takes my rent late so as I run his cattle
He picks me up at time and I listen to him rattle

He says the Brazos runs muddy like she's run all along
Theres never been no cane to and the cotton's all but gone
You know this Chevrolet pickup truck, hell she was back in '60
But now there won't nobody listen to him 'cause they all think he's

This old porch is a long time of waiting and forgetting
Remembering the coming back and not about the leaving
And remembering the falling down and the laughter of the curse of
From all those son's of bitches who said never get back up

This old porch is a big old red and white Herford
Standing under a mesquite tree out in Dulce
He keep's on playing hide and seek that hot August sun
Hes sweating and a panting 'cause his work is done
I've know a whole lot of bulls in my time, and work is never done.