Luyện nghe bài hát Folk Singer

He to sing his songs to his Sara Jane the folk singer
His songs filled with made the mountains ring the folk singer
At first Sara Jane was to be his
But as his fame grew she was pushed
mountain girl would say goodbye to the folk singer

He let his hair grown long and he in style the folk singer
His voice was pure and the went wild for the folk singer
He said Sara Jane was much too
So he her alone as he gained more fame
But sorrow will like the mountain rain to the folk singer
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in glory fortune at his feet the folk singer
Awoke one morning and he could not speak the singer
The doctors said his singing days were
Thousands Sara Jane did too
He couldn't now his friends were few the folk singer

Sick at heart in the mountains again the folk
Now Sara Jane didn't look so plain to the folk
Ah the of love can do strange things
love has made him sing again
Now he sings for his Sara Jane the singer

And again the mountains ring to the folk singer the folk singer
The folk singer the singer