Luyện nghe bài hát Blind Man - Charles Daniels

On a cold concrete sidewalk, on the of fifth and main
Sits an old black blind man, and no one his name
He plays the same old guitar, he plays the old tune
And when the people him by, some are heard to say

Play, let the blind man

He was a cotton down in Alabam'
Daddy never to much died by his own hand
He lost his sight one terrible by the hand of the Ku Klux Klan
Burned his eyes with a branding iron are heard to say

Play, let the blind man
Maybe you'll be another day
about those little things you know you'll never see
So play, let the man play, let the blind man play!

The years were while the man was blind, but he knew his time was due
And no one when the blind man died, with the name that no one knew
They made his coffin outta pine, with a wreath of laurel too
His was short and sweet, and all it said was play

Play let the blind man
Maybe be around another day
about those little things you know you'll never see
So play, let the man play, let the blind man play

Maybe you'll be another day
Dreamin' about those things you know you'll never see
So play, let the blind man play, let the man play

that guitar blind man!