Luyện nghe bài hát Family Album

On Sunday after church always be a picnic
There'd be kinfolks callin' dawn
Me I'd play the guitar and my Uncle Merle sing
And grandpa he'd play that fiddle all night

Now the women folk would work out in the kitchen
You could smell that food for miles and around, Paw
He was prayin' my brother Jack would bring him down some
so's that he could wash those viddle down

As as all the kids got tired of playin' horseshoes
she'd call me over to her side
You know she'd say I'd to take some pictures
You could see her face light up pride

And then she'd bring out worn out family album
Its faded pictures some with torn
She'd laugh and point and tell me stories
And look she'd say why that's the day that you born

And I'd sit and reminisce picture with her
And I'd listen to her laughter and her
But underneath I knew how I'd hurt her
For I'd put teardrops in my eyes

In my mama's eyes, I've never done a wrong
I was still a in my mama's eyes
old family album she'll keep on her night stand
Right next to the Bible until the day she

all those years in prison she stuck by me
And she came to visit anytime she
I remember at my trial when she testified she loved me
And she told the judge, I'd always been so

Then later through the fame she watched me
From just a local country singer to a great big
She listened to all my records for the hidden
And she came to hear me sing in all those dim lit

And she read all the things they about me
But she knew deep in her that it was lies
No she don't hide her head in when someone says my name
You'll find no in my mama's eyes

In my mama's eyes, never done a wrong thing
I was still a in my mama's eyes
old family album she'll keep on her night stand
Right next to the until the day she dies
Right next to the Bible the day she dies