Luyện nghe bài hát Cherokee Fiddle

When the pulled in to the station
He slicked his hair, rosined 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 smoke and the
his sleeves up, opened up his case
Played Cherokee Fiddle, played for the
whiskey never let him lose his place

He was always there playing for the
Devil's Dream was a tune all understood
Then he'd go to Oklahoma
And wait 'till the trains were and the weather was good

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

Now the Indians are dressin' up like
And the cowboys are puttin' and turquoise on
And the music sold by the lawyers
And the fools who in the middle of the stations are gone

Some say they'll never miss them
Fiddle like the engine break
Ol' Fiddle gone forever
Like the sound the whistle on an old locomotive make

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