Luyện nghe bài hát Turning Home

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

I know no town
the old town
Even the miles are many
I like I'm still around
Deep me
Like through an oak tree
Yeah, there something a Sunday when I'm gone
keeps me turning home

I'm standin' beneath these billboard lights
me back to those autumn nights
Hometown bleachers packed real
As we down the field
My feet swing from a dropped tailgate
Out on Airport Road real
No one could walk a line too
We made it home alright
And glory I cant re-live
Stories I'll never

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

Never twice the way does it start
And sure enough she stole my
On the old gym floor, spinnin' round and one night
And we both tried hard to wait
We sure did the taste
Of the sweet love being made and prayin' I got it
Graduation came and
Along with all the time we

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