Luyện nghe bài hát Daddy Frank (The Guitar Man)

Daddy Frank the guitar and the french harp
Sister played the ringing
Mama couldn't our pretty music
She our lips and helped the family sing

That little band was all a part of
And our only means of living at the
And it wasn't like no normal family
Cause Daddy Frank the guitar man was

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 along the highway
A pick-up bed was where we down
Don't ever remember going hungry
But I remember mama cooking on the

Don't remember how got acquainted
I recall just how it came to be
had to be some special help from someone
And blessed be the one let it be

Fever caused my loss of hearing
Daddy Frank was born his sight
And needed someone she could lean on
And I believe the man was right

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