Luyện nghe bài hát You Can't Go Home Again (Flies On The Butter)

Old tin roof, in the gutter
A in the screen door big as your fist
And flies on the

Mama baking cookies, we were watching cartoons
Heard her from the kitchen
"Which one of you youngens wants to the spoon?"

Yellow jackets on the watermelon, in the air
turning on the sprinkler
Us kids running through it in our

Old dog napping on the front porch, his ear just a
Fall asleep on lap
To the sound of his pocket ticking

Oh, oh, it feel like it was all that long ago
Oh, oh, you can about it every now and then
But you can't go again

Me and my friend Vickie, set up a backyard camp
Stole one of mama's jars
Poked in the lid and made a firefly lamp

Me and Monroe, sneaking down by the river
I'm still haunted by the of a kiss I didn't get
'Cause he was too chicken

Oh, oh, it doesn't feel it was all that long ago
Oh, oh, you can dream about it now and then
But you can't go again

There's a blacktop road, a faded yellow
And it can you back to the place
But it take you back in time

Oh, oh, it feel like it was all that long ago
Oh, oh, you can about it every now and then
But you go home again

Old tin roof, leaves in the
A hole in the screen door big as your
And flies on the