Luyện nghe bài hát White Lies And Picket Fences

Billy leaned on the of the car
With a stick in his mouth
And I watched him
The crack in the
We goin' South

All the way down to
Said he had a job down
But we were drive
Just a little bit
And get a room

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

And he was sayin', "We were gonna
But sometimes you should listen to your
'Cause someday, boy is gonna tell ya
How he'll you like a princess
But sometimes they're little white lies
With picket

Well, I spent of that year waitin' tables
'Cause job, well, it didn't work out
And one he took the cash
we kept in the kitchen
And he cut out of town

Now I'm out the window
Of this run down
A little older now and six months
And sometimes I think Billy
But most times I

I think about white houses
With porch swings and was
Always else's kids in the yard
And I remember
"Hey, wouldn't it be if we could live that way

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

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