Luyện nghe bài hát The Son of Clayton Delaney

On Fourth in Louisville in 1978
Stranded in a honky-tonk, 'tween dates
There was a little band playin' as I sipped my
But I never thought I'd hear what I'd hear

There was a man pickin' electric guitar
and a snippin', an' a learnin' how to be a star
He had a big bandanna tied around his head
A laid-back and a drummer named Red

Well, his hair was cut long in the of the time
Sandpaper vocal but he milked line
His like lightnin' on the guitar that he played
He did lay down Sally and Hank didn't do it way

Well, I sat there and listened for an hour
And the closest thing to country was a rockin' flower
And I got that that I had been there before
But I knew I had never been through door

Well, the jukebox was turned on and the band a break
I made my way up to Howdy and Shake
I said, "Son, I like your and I kinda like your style"
But it seemed to me that I had seen that

While he stood for a moment
Then he laughed and he slapped his
He said, "You are one man I've to see"
He said, "I know you, you son of a gun"
And you know me I'm Clayton son