Luyện nghe bài hát Life is Just a Tire Swing

I remember the
Of the plant
When we had to eat on
my crazy old uncle and aunt

The lived in a big
Antebellum
And the wind would across the old bayou
I was a tranquil little child

Life was a tire swing
Jambalaya is the only song I sing
Blackberry picking, eating fried
Never knew a thing about
was just a tire swing

In the summer
My folks packed me off to
Me and my cousin
And our pup tent with a

But in a few Baxter went home
And left me by
But I knew that I'd stay, It was better way
And I could get without any help

Life was just a swing
Jambalaya was the only song I could
Chasing after sparrows rubber tipped arrows
Knowing, I never hurt a thing
was just a tire swing

And never been
West of New Orleans or East of
My contact with the outside world
Was an RCA

Then Elvis would
And then I'd dream about cars
Who would have figured, that twenty later
I'd be rubbing shoulders the stars
Life is just a tire

In the morning, on an Illinois road
I fell asleep at the
But was waken up
By a Ma telephone pole

A bunch of Grant wood faces
Is he still
But the window I could see it hanging from the tree
And I knew I had survived

is still a tire swing
Jambalaya is the best I can sing
Blackberry picking, eating chicken
Though, I finally a lot about pain
Life is just a swing