Luyện nghe bài hát Turning Home

Usually take one last pass through
the car and touch the ground
Watch those swayin' in the breeze
store fronts
Rusty old gas
Try to fill my up
With before I go
postcard memories
You know they make for good company

I know no town
the old town
Even the miles are many
I like I'm still around
Deep me
Like through an oak tree
Yeah, there something 'bout a when I'm gone
That me turning home

I'm standin' beneath these billboard lights
Takes me back to those autumn
Hometown bleachers packed real
As we marched the field
My would swing from a dropped tailgate
Out on Airport real late
No one could a line too straight
We usually made it alright
And days I cant re-live
I'll never forget

And I know no friends
Like the old
I never seem to now
Like I did them
But inside me
A of my history
Yeah, I hear their voices even they're gone
it keeps me turning home

Never twice the same way does it
And sure she stole my heart
On the old gym floor, round and round one night
And though we tried hard to wait
We sure did love the
Of the sweet being made and prayin' I got it right
Graduation and went
Along with all the we spent

And I don't know no
Like the first
When I about the best times
She's the one I of
inside me
All the taste is bittersweet
I see her smilin' even though gone
And it keeps me home, yeah
It keeps me turning