Luyện nghe bài hát Turning Home

Usually one last pass through town
Stop the car and the ground
Watch streetlights swayin' in the breeze
Decorated fronts
Rusty old gas
Try to my mind up
somethin' before I go
Picture memories
You know always make for good company

I know no town
Like the old
when the miles are many
I feel like I'm still
Deep me
Like rings an oak tree
Yeah, there something a Sunday when I'm gone
That me turning home

I'm standin' here these billboard lights
me back to those autumn nights
Hometown bleachers packed real
As we marched the field
My feet would swing from a tailgate
Out on Airport real late
No one could a line too straight
We usually made it alright
And glory days I re-live
Stories I'll never

And I don't no friends
Like the old
I never to laugh now
Like I did with
But deep me
A of my history
Yeah, I hear their even though they're gone
Yeah it me turning home

twice the same way does it start
And sure enough she my heart
On the old gym floor, spinnin' round and one night
And we both tried hard to wait
We sure did love the
Of the sweet love made and prayin' I got it right
Graduation came and
Along all the time we spent

And I know no love
Like the love
When I about the best times
She's the one I of
inside me
All the taste is bittersweet
I see her smilin' even she's gone
And it keeps me home, yeah
It keeps me turning