Luyện nghe bài hát Dream Camara

I was standing at the end of the very longest
everywhere and nowhere I could not make up my mind
stole enough to keep me honest, walked a crooked mile, I
I had time than money, I had no place left to go
closed my and chose a destination like any good refugee
I a fork into a roadmap right through Nashville, Tennessee
pools, country stars
Hitchhiking on the of the road to nowhere fast
I flagged down a ride, next I know we're haulin' ass
I to the scarecrow, to the lion, to the tin man
I said "Everyone in Nashville gonna wonder we been man"
'cross the bridge Memphis, I had my hat in my hand
paid our respects to He and drove on to the promised land
Welcome to Nashville - land of
Welcome to Nashville - your cab driver knows Jackson
Welcome to Nashville - the dreams are shoulder to
to Nashville...
We corssed against the light on Broadway, we just got into
nobody saw the blind man who was showing us
he'd just moved back to Nashville for teh time
introduced as "Hey Buddy, can you spare a dime?"
He was back a vengeance, he arrived there with a thud
he was on the sidewalk, he was thinning out his blood
I told the hotel clerk about my band and our show in town
he "Let me guess - John, Paul, George and Ringo, am I right?
Take a look around you, Buddy, you know where you are?
You throw a rock without hitting some guy with a guitar.
Since you it up I must confess I got my own band, too."
He said his was Wallace hartley, I said "Fancy meetin' you!
to Nashville - everyone's a songwriter
Welcome to Nashville - get yourself a day job
to Nashville - they're gonna tear you a new one
to Nashville...
If a tree falls in the forest and no one around
if a band in Nashville does it make a sound?
We did our bet three minutes that came to see
but we sure put some time out of its
singin' 'bout cowboys and Hemmingway cats
to a conflict of disinterest from their down to their hats
I sang 'em six or seven hundred of my best melodies
they said "Boy, ain't you got any other songs than these?"
I go walkin' after midnight where the lonely go
I got by the number, hear that lonesome whistle blow
I took the grand tour, the night life, saw the rose garden too
a good hearted woman but I can't stop lovin' you
if only maek believe well who's to bless and who's to blame
'cause I walked the and they never even called me by my name
Welcome to Nashville - man these guys are
Welcome to Nashville - I've got a friend who's got a
Welcome to Nashville - would you like fries with
Welcome to Nashville - now go on