Luyện nghe bài hát This Old Porch

This old porch is like a big old red and white Hereford
Standing under a mesquite tree, out in Dulce
And he just keeps on playing hide and seek with that hot sun
Just a-sweatin' and a-pantin' 'cause his work is done

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

And old porch is the palace walk-in on the main street of Texas
That's never the day of G and R and X's
With that '62 that's almost faded down
And a without a picture since giant came to town

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

He says, "The Brazos still 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 know this brand new Chevrolet, it was something back in '60
But now won't nobody listen to him 'cause they all think he's crazy

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

This old porch is just a time of waiting and forgetting
And remembering the coming and not crying about the leaving
And remembering the falling down and the laughter of the of luck
From all of those sons-of-bitches who said we'd get back up