Luyện nghe bài hát White Lies And Picket Fences

Billy leaned on the of the car
With a match in his mouth
And I him through
The crack in the
We were South

All the way to Alabama
he had a job down there
But we were gonna
Just a little bit
And get a somewhere

We drove past white houses
With porch and there was
Always someone else's kids in the
And I sayin'
"Hey, wouldn't it be nice if we live that way"

And he was sayin', "We were gonna
But sometimes you listen to your mama
'Cause someday, some boy is tell ya
How he'll you like a princess
But sometimes just little white lies
picket fences

Well, I most of that year waitin' tables
'Cause Billy's job, well, it didn't out
And one night he took the
That we kept in the
And he cut out of town

Now I'm looking out the
Of this run down
A little older now and six along
And sometimes I about Billy
But times I don't

I think little white houses
porch swings and there was
Always else's kids in the yard
And I remember
"Hey, it be nice if we could live that way

And he was always "We were gonna
But sometimes you should to your mama
someday, some boy is gonna tell ya
How treat you like a princess
But sometimes they're just little white
picket fences

Billy leaned on the of the car
With a match stick in his