Luyện nghe bài hát Fence Post

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

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

Well my heart like a train wreck
But I wore a on my face
I said, "Thank you for time, sir"
Put my guitar back in its
Our little was like a revelation
my dreams
'Cause God knows I'd never sell my to rock 'n' roll
Or rap or wear tight skinny jeans

'Cause you know I'd rather my own songs
be a puppet on a string
I'll wear what I want to
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 of Tennessee

So I loaded up my old truck
And I drove back home to
Got a gig off old 66
At this called The Armadillo
And for the thousand shows or so
Not a showed up
I about quitting every other day
But I just on kicking that cup

Yeah, I kept kicking can surrounded by
Blood, sweat, and
And you know I became an overnight sensation
In just ten years
And now I'm out all the dance halls
And the every night
I got a pretty wife, a ranch, a band, a bus, a
I'd say I'm doing

And you I'd rather sing my own songs
Than be a puppet on a
I'll wear what I to wear
I'm sing 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 porch picking, boys

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

I'd rather my own songs
be a puppet on a string
I'll what I want to wear
And I'm gonna sing I wanna sing
Heaven all I need
Is my faith, my fans, my friends and my
Besides I'd rather be an old post in Texas
Than the king of
God Tennessee
But I'd be just an old fence post in Texas
Than sell my soul to 'n' roll
Or rap or wear those tight skinny