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

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

Mama baking sugar cookies, we watching cartoons
Heard her holler from the
"Which one of you youngens to lick the spoon?"

Yellow jackets on the watermelon, in the air
Daddy on the sprinkler
Us kids through it in our underwear

Old dog napping on the porch, his ear just a twitching
Fall on granddaddy's lap
To the sound of his pocket ticking

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

Me and my best friend Vickie, set up a camp
Stole one of mama's mason
Poked holes in the lid and a firefly lamp

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

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

There's a blacktop road, a yellow centerline
And it can you back to the place
But it can't take you back in

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

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