Luyện nghe bài hát The Three Sofa Story

(Tom T. Hall)

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

I said buddy tell me these three sofas
And with that black on there first
He said story in each of the sofas
But give me a minute for my thirst.

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

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

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

On long winter evenings I'd sit on sofa
And listened what that sing
While I do without it but there's something about it
That me believe the attentions to the thing.

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

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

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

Buddies and the winners and losers
conjuring up in my mind
And it's all in the of the three sofa story
Just one of the where I've done my time...