Luyện nghe bài hát Carolina Moon

I woke up this to the hummin' of the engines
Haulin' nature's finest from the Gulf of
Riding this ol' river is but it's lonesome
And it makes me wonder how the old are at home

Now the years have blown by me like the wind through the
But the song of the south is ever as homemade wine
Oh, how I miss those mountains the laurels are in bloom
And the southern are dancin' 'round a North Carolina moon

Just rolled through Memphis, I hear them guitars playin'
They had the blues so bad it almost my heart
But it don't sound nothing like a band of tree frogs
When every now and then they'd get in tune with harp

Now the years have blown by me like the wind the pines
But the song of the south is ever sweet as homemade
Oh, how I miss those mountains when the laurels are in
And the southern stars are dancin' 'round a Carolina moon

Now when I die boys, me this promise
You'll send my body back up Carolina way
I don't want no tombstone, lay me next to mama
And let the honeysuckle grow wild upon my

Now the have blown by me like the wind through the pines
But the song of the south is sweet as homemade wine
Oh, how I miss mountains when the laurels are in bloom
And the stars are dancin' 'round a North Carolina moon

Yeah, the southern stars are 'round a North Carolina moon
Carolina moon
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