Luyện nghe bài hát This Old Porch

This old porch is like a big old red and Hereford bull
Standing under a tree, out in Agua Dulce
And he keeps on playing hide and seek with that hot August sun
Just and a-pantin' 'cause his work is never done

And this old porch is like a steaming, greasy plate of
lots of cheese and onions and a guacamole salad
And you can get 'em down at the hotel in old downtown
With iced tea and a and she will smile every time

And this old porch is the palace on the main street of Texas
That's seen the day of G and R and X's
With that '62 poster that's almost down
And a screen without a since giant came to town

And this old porch is like a weathered, gray-haired seventy of Texas
Who's doing all he can and not to in to the city
And he always the rent late, so long as I run his cattle
And he picks me up at dinnertime and I to him rattle

He says, "The still runs muddy, just like she's run all along
And there ain't never no cane to grind, the cotton's all but gone"
And you this brand new Chevrolet, hell it was something back in '60
But now there won't listen to him 'cause they all think he's crazy

And this old porch is a long time of waiting and forgetting
And remembering the coming back and not crying the leaving
And remembering the falling and the laughter of the curse of luck
From all of those passersby who said never get back up

This old porch is just a long time of and forgetting
And remembering the coming back and not crying the leaving
And remembering the falling down and the laughter of the curse of
all of those sons-of-bitches who said we'd never get back up