Luyện nghe bài hát My Home Town

Next we have the dear-hearts-and-gentle-people's school of songwriting, in which the singer tells you that, no matter how much sin and vice and crime go on where he comes from, still the be
Ace in the world because it's home, you know. sort of gets you. this is called my home town.

I really a yen
To go back again,
Back to the place no one wears a frown,
To see once more those super-special just plain
In my town.

No fellow could
The little next door,
She sure looked in her first evening gown.
Now there's a charge for she used to give for free
In my town.

I remember dan, the on the corner, 'e
Was never or ornery,
He was swell.
He killed his and ground her up real well,
And just a bit
Over each split.

The guy that us math,
Who took a bath,
a certain measure of renown,
And after school he sold the amazing pictures
In my town.

fellow was no fool
Who our sunday school,
And was our kindly parson brown.
We're recording tonight so I have to leave line out.
In my town.

I sam, he was the village idiot.
And though it a pity, it
Was so.
He loved to down houses just to watch the glow,
And could be done,
Because he was the son.

The guy that took a
And his wife,
Then dropped her in the and watched her drown.
Oh, yes indeed, the there are just plain folks
In my town.