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 to Alabama
he had a job down there
But we gonna drive
Just a little bit
And get a somewhere

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

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

Well, I spent most of year waitin' tables
Billy's job, well, it didn't work out
And one night he took the
That we in the kitchen
And he cut clean out of

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

I think little white houses
With porch and there was
Always someone else's in the yard
And I sayin'
"Hey, wouldn't it be nice if we could that way

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

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