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 he had these three sofas
He had two too all right.

I said buddy me about these three sofas
And start that black on there first
He said story in each of the sofas
But me a minute for quenchin' my thirst.

He said now that first one is a one for sleepin'
I got that one my first wife
She me half crazy took 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 out of her mind
So many abuses and no excuses
I've often been told that I'm one of kind.

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

On long evenings I'd sit on that sofa
And what that fella sing
While I could do without it but there's 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 second
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 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 him for tellin' the three sofa story
I yawned and I said my
And on my way I considered the safas
And how they were of his life.

Buddies and sweethearts the and losers
Kept 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...