Luyện nghe bài hát The Three Sofa Story

(Tom T. Hall)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I thanked him for the three sofa story
I and I said my goodnight
And on my way I considered the safas
And how they part of his life.

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