Luyện nghe bài hát Daddy Frank (The Guitar Man)

Daddy played the guitar and the french harp
Sister played the tambourine
couldn't hear our pretty music
She read our lips and helped the sing

little band was all a part of living
And our means of living at the time
And it wasn't no normal family combo
Cause Frank the guitar man was blind

Frank and mama counted on other
Their one and only weakness made strong
Mama did the driving for the
And made a living with a song

Home was just a camp along the
A pick-up bed was where we down
Don't once remember going hungry
But I remember mama on the ground

Don't remember how they got
I can't recall how it came to be
There had to be some special help from
And blessed be the one let it be

Fever my mama's loss of hearing
Frank was born without his sight
And needed someone she could lean on
And I believe the guitar man was

Daddy Frank played the guitar and the harp
Sister the ringing tambourine
Mama hear our pretty music
She read our and helped the family sing