Luyện nghe bài hát Fence Post

Now this is a true story for the most
occurred on the top floor of this
Bigwig record executive's office in Nashville,
Now I'm not poking any fun or disrespecting anybody
God knows I love music with all my heart and soul
And I love the Ole Opry
But I do have a with someone who
Can't even a D chord on a guitar
Telling with a dream that they won't get far
So this song is dedicated to all underdogs like me
Out there around
Don't get discouraged if you a dream
Don't be afraid to it down
how it goes

He said, "Son, don't get offended by what I'm to say
I can see you a passion
For the songs you write and
But you lack we all call commercial appeal
And you don't have what it takes
To make it in Nashville"

Well my heart felt a train wreck
But I a smile on my face
I said, "Thank you for time, sir"
Put my back in its case
Our little conversation was a revelation
Redirecting my
'Cause God knows I'd never sell my soul to rock 'n'
Or rap or those tight skinny jeans

'Cause you I'd rather sing my own songs
Than be a puppet on a
I'll wear what I to wear
I'm gonna sing I wanna sing
knows all I need
Is my faith, my fans, my friends and my
I'd rather be an old fence post in Texas
Than the king of

So I loaded up my old pickup
And I drove back to Amarillo
Got a gig off old 66
At this ballroom The Armadillo
And for the first thousand or so
Not a soul up
I thought about quitting every day
But I just kept on that cup

Yeah, I kicking that can surrounded by
Blood, sweat, and
And wouldn't you know I became an overnight
In over ten years
And now I'm packing out all the dance
And the every night
I got a wife, a ranch, a band, a bus, a boat
I'd say I'm doing

And you know I'd rather my own songs
Than be a on a string
wear what I want to wear
I'm gonna what I wanna sing
knows all I need
Is my faith, my fans, my and my family
Besides I'd be an old fence post in Texas
Than the of Tennessee

Oh, how 'bout a little front picking, boys

Well, wouldn't you that old record man
Showed up one at this honky tonking bar
After my he said,
"Son, I believe you be the next big country star"
He said, "We like how you it raw
We like how you it real
And I think you may just what
We all to call commercial appeal"
Huh, that something
Well, sir

I'd rather sing my own
Than be a puppet on a
wear what I want to wear
And I'm gonna sing I wanna sing
knows all I need
Is my faith, my fans, my and my family
Besides I'd rather be an old fence post in
Than the of Tennessee
God bless
But I'd rather be just an old fence post in
Than sell my to rock 'n' roll
Or rap or those tight skinny jeans