Luyện nghe bài hát Cherokee Fiddle

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

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

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

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

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

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

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