Luyện nghe bài hát Turning Home

Usually take one last through town
Stop the car and the ground
Watch those streetlights in the breeze
Decorated fronts
Rusty old gas
Try to fill my up
With before I go
Picture memories
You know they always make for good

I don't know no
the old town
Even the miles are many
I feel like I'm around
inside me
Like rings through an oak
Yeah, there something 'bout a Sunday I'm gone
That keeps me turning

I'm standin' here beneath these billboard
Takes me to those autumn nights
Hometown bleachers packed tight
As we marched down the
My feet would swing a dropped tailgate
Out on Road real late
No one could walk a line too
We made it home alright
And glory days I re-live
Stories I'll forget

And I don't no friends
Like the old
I never to laugh now
I did with them
But inside me
A of my history
Yeah, I hear their voices even though gone
Yeah it me turning home

twice the same way does it start
And sure she stole my heart
On the old gym floor, round and round one night
And though we tried hard to wait
We did love the taste
Of the sweet love being and prayin' I got it right
Graduation and went
Along with all the time we

And I don't know no
Like the love
When I think the best times
She's the one I of
Deep me
All though the is bittersweet
I see her smilin' even she's gone
And it keeps me turning home,
It keeps me home