Luyện nghe bài hát White Lies And Picket Fences

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

All the way down to
he had a job down there
But we gonna drive
Just a bit further
And get a somewhere

We past little white houses
porch swings and there 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
someday, some boy is gonna tell ya
How he'll you like a princess
But sometimes they're just little lies
With picket

Well, I spent most of that year waitin'
'Cause Billy's job, well, it work out
And one he took the cash
That we 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 along
And sometimes I think Billy
But most I don't

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

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

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