Luyện nghe bài hát The Three Sofa Story

(Tom T. Hall)

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

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

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

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

Now that sofa I got that from a pal
Who was broke and was headed back
He was ram cut and rusty out and dusty
And I got thing for a song.

On long evenings I'd sit on that 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'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 I never got that damn thing in here
Cause it seem to fit any house
It's oblong and shapeless it's 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 home I the safas
And how they part of his life.

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