Luyện nghe bài hát The Son of Clayton Delaney

On Fourth Street in in 1978
Stranded in a honky-tonk, somewhere 'tween
There was a band playin' as I sipped my beer
But I never that I'd hear what I'd hear

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

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

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

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

he stood there 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