Luyện nghe bài hát Tired

My name is Jackson, I was named after my
Followed in his footsteps, down to this factory
I ain't complainin', waste my breath to bother
This work hard, it's only borin' as can be

Married Rebecca back in
I still her and I guess she loves me too
We go to church on Sundays 'cause we to go to Heaven
Me and my family, ain't that how supposed to do

But I'm tired, Lord I'm
Life is wearin' me smooth down to the
With no rest for the weary, move on

only missed six days in nigh on twenty years o' work
Money went to taxes and these bills I've paid on
The raise I got two months ago don't meet the cost o'
my body for these nickels and these dimes

The smell of Beckys rolled me out of bed this morning
I showered and shaved and and I pulled my work boots on
Walked in the kitchen, she was out the window
And the way she said good morning me ask, "Is something wrong"

She said, "I'm tired, I up tired"
Life is wearin' me smooth to the bone
no rest for the weary, just move on
And I guess you just keep goin' till your

Tired, Lord I'm
Tired, God I'm