Luyện nghe bài hát Fence Post

Now is a true story for the most part
occurred on the top floor of this
Bigwig executive's office in Nashville, Tennessee
Now I'm not poking any fun or disrespecting anybody
God knows I love country music all my heart and soul
And I love the Ole Opry
But I do have a with someone who
even play a D chord on a guitar
Telling someone a dream that they won't get far
So this song is dedicated to all those underdogs me
Out running around
Don't get if you have a dream
Don't be afraid to chase it
It's how it

He said, "Son, get offended by what I'm about to say
I can see you a passion
For the songs you write and
But you what we all call commercial appeal
And you just don't have what it
To it here in Nashville"

Well my heart felt like a wreck
But I a smile on my face
I said, "Thank you for time, sir"
Put my guitar in its case
Our little conversation was like a
Redirecting my
'Cause God knows I'd never sell my to rock 'n' roll
Or rap or wear those tight jeans

'Cause you know I'd rather sing my own
Than be a on a string
wear what I want to wear
I'm gonna sing what I sing
Heaven knows all I
Is my faith, my fans, my friends and my
Besides I'd rather be an old post in Texas
Than the of Tennessee

So I loaded up my old pickup
And I back home to Amarillo
Got a gig off old 66
At this called The Armadillo
And for the first shows or so
Not a showed up
I thought about quitting other day
But I just on kicking that cup

Yeah, I kept kicking can surrounded by
Blood, sweat, and
And you know I became an overnight sensation
In just over ten
And now I'm out all the dance halls
And the rodeos every
I got a pretty wife, a ranch, a band, a bus, a
I'd say I'm alright

And you know I'd sing my own songs
Than be a on a string
I'll wear what I want to
I'm sing what I wanna sing
Heaven knows all I
Is my faith, my fans, my and my family
Besides I'd rather be an old fence in Texas
Than the of Tennessee

Oh, how 'bout a front porch picking, boys

Well, wouldn't you know that old man
Showed up one night at this tonking bar
After my he said,
"Son, I believe you might be the big country star"
He said, "We how you keep it raw
We like how you it real
And I you may just have what
We all to call commercial appeal"
Huh, ain't that
Well, sir

I'd rather sing my own
Than be a on a string
wear what I want to wear
And I'm sing what I wanna sing
knows all I need
Is my faith, my fans, my and my family
Besides I'd be an old fence post in Texas
the king of Tennessee
God Tennessee
But I'd rather be just an old fence post in
Than my soul to rock 'n' roll
Or rap or wear those tight jeans