Luyện nghe bài hát Cherokee Fiddle

When the train in to the station
He slicked back his hair, up his bow
Fiddle upside down, Orange Blossom
If you want to make a then you've got to put on a good show

When he smelled the and the cinders
his sleeves up, opened up his case
Played Fiddle, played for the whiskey
Good whiskey never let him lose his

He was there playing for the miners
Devil's Dream was a they all understood
Then go home to Oklahoma
And wait 'till the trains were runnin' and the was good

When he smelled the and the cinders
Rolled his sleeves up, up his case
Cherokee Fiddle, played for the whiskey
Good never let him lose his place

Now the Indians are dressin' up like
And the are puttin' leather and turquoise on
And the music gets by the lawyers
And the fools who fiddled in the of the stations are gone

folks say they'll never miss them
Fiddle screeched like the break
Ol' Cherokee Fiddle gone
the sound that the whistle on an old locomotive make

So when you smell the and the cinders
your hair back, open up your case
Play Cherokee Fiddle, play for the
whiskey never let's you lose your place
No, good never let's you lose your place