Luyện nghe bài hát Tired

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

Married Rebecca in seventy-seven
I love her and I guess she loves me too
We go to church on Sundays 'cause we want to go to
Me and my family, ain't that how you're to do

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

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

The smell of Beckys coffee me out of bed this morning
I and shaved and dressed and I pulled my work boots on
Walked in the kitchen, she was starin' out the
And the way she good morning made me ask, "Is something wrong"

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

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