Luyện nghe bài hát Grandfather's Clock

Way down South, down a dusty road
There's an old round shackled house that nobody in anymore
And if you walk the hall and look
You'll see an old clock that don't run anymore
It's silent now and covered up with spider webs
was my grandfather's clock and this song is a story of that clock

My grandfather's was too large for the shelf
So it ninety years on the floor
It was taller by than the old man himself
Though it not a pennyweight more

It was bought on the morn of the day he was born
And was always his treasure and
And it stopped short, never to go
the old man died

My grandfather said of those he could hire
Not a servant so faithful he
For it wasted no and it had but one desire
At the of the week to be wound

And it kept in its place, not a frown its face
And its hands never hung by its
But it stopped short, to go again
When the old man

Ninety years without slumbering, tick, tock, tick,
It's seconds numbering, tick tock, tick, tock
It short, never to go again
the old man died

Well, it an alarm in the still of the night
An alarm that for had been dumb
And we knew his spirit was pluming for flight
That his for departure had come

Still the clock kept its time with a soft and muffled
As we silently by his side
And it stopped short, never to go
the old man died

Ninety years slumbering, tick, tock, tick, tock
It's life seconds numbering, tick tock, tick,
And it stopped short, to go again
the old man died

And I've been if someday
I'm going down to my grandfather's old
And I'm gon' take that old clock and I'm shine it up
And I'm gon' to oil it up good and get it fixed up
And it'll time for me just like it did for my grandfather