Luyện nghe bài hát My Country

Let's go to yesterday,
when a call cost a dime.
in New Orleans, a nickel.
back the hands of time.
Turn the hands of time.

Picture a with a window,
a and some chairs,
a turned on for the night.

a woman,
two seated,
a man there,
their faces softly in the light.

is my country,
are my people.
This is the I understand.
is my country,
are my people.
And I 'em like the back of my own hand.

If we had something to say we'd bounce it off the
we were watching and we couldn't away.
We all know we look like, you know what I mean?
We wouldn't had it any other way.
We got comedy, tragedy.
Ev'rything A to B,
other people living,
seeing people play.
Having other people's voices our minds.
you, Jesus.

Feelings go unexpressed.
I that's prob'ly for the best.
Dig too deep, who knows you will find.

is my country, those were my people.
Theirs was the I understand.

a room, no window,
a door leads outside,
a man on a blanket on the floor.
his three grown boys behind him,
bouncing off of a screen,
of a big as all outdoors.

Now your are your children,
even when grown.
they speak to you,
you got to listen to they have to say.
But they all live now,
they TVs of their own
but they keep on coming anyway.
And much as I them,
I'm always kind of glad when go away.

is my country,
are my people.
This is the I understand.
is my country,
are my people.
And I know 'em like the of my own hand.
I know 'em like the of my own hand.