Luyện nghe bài hát Daddy Frank (The Guitar Man)

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

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

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

was just a camp along the highway
A pick-up bed was where we down
Don't ever once remember going
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 caused my mama's of hearing
Daddy was born without his sight
And mama needed someone she could on
And I believe the man was right

Daddy Frank played the guitar and the french
played the ringing tambourine
Mama couldn't hear our music
She read our and helped the family sing