Luyện nghe bài hát The Three Sofa Story

(Tom T. Hall)

I was sittin' and in an old friend's apartment
On the westside of one night
And in his apaprtment he had these sofas
He had two too all right.

I said tell me about these three sofas
And start with that black on there
He said there's story in of the sofas
But give me a for quenchin' my thirst.

He said now that first one is a good one for
I got that one from my wife
She left me half crazy all of the babies
And drove off to one night.

Well I did as I pleased and I said I thought
And it drove her right out of her
So many and no damn excuses
I've often told that I'm one of that kind.

Now that second sofa I got that a pal
Who was and was headed back home
He was ram cut and boozed out and dusty
And I got thing for a song.

On long evenings I'd sit on that sofa
And listened what fella sing
While I could do it but there's something about it
That me believe the attentions to the thing.

third one right out there there's a story about it
I got that one from my wife
A middle lady with money to spend
I guess she was the of my life.

Now I like I never got damn thing in here
Cause it don't to fit any house
It's oblong and shapeless ugly and tasteless
But I got it in and I'll get it out.

I him for tellin' the three sofa story
I yawned and I my goodnight
And on my way I considered the safas
And how were part of his life.

Buddies and sweethearts the and losers
Kept up in my mind
And it's all in the tellin' of the sofa story
one of the places where I've done my time...