Luyện nghe bài hát Last Hard Town

Woke up on a bus and heard the
Say fill it up with No 2
Wondered I was and wondered
What today would be me to do

It's not for me the last 'cause I'm just
life's sendin' me I guess
The thing that keeps us goin' is the folks
In the last hard we met

I sat pickin' on my till I saw
The new sun comin' through the
Ain't it how the truth
Is sometimes written on an artificial

Carry from the well until you know
That all the are refreshed
The thing that keeps us goin' is the good
In the last hard we met

We were too much yesterday
Nobody's ever told us what's
The ones that we should've prayed for
likely were the ones we had to cuss

They applauded as we ourselves
But angels don't bourbon on their breath
The thing that keeps us goin' is the folks
In the last town we met

They came to see the people that thought
We were and changed their minds
They explained the way difference caused
The folks who love a picker can be

misunderstood the words but understood
That our intentions the best
The thing that keeps us goin' is the folks
In the last town we met

What a picker does for others is the
mainly doing for himself
There were and there were neighbors
But the good homes that we came didn't help

If there's anything like to say
us after we have gone to rest
We would like someone to mention all the folks
In the hard town we met