Luyện nghe bài hát Grandfather's Clock

Way down South, down a long dusty
There's an old shackled house that nobody lives in anymore
And if you walk down the and look
You'll see an old grandfather's clock 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 clock was too for the shelf
So it stood ninety on the floor
It was taller by than the old man himself
Though it not a pennyweight more

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

My grandfather said that of those he could
Not a servant so he found
For it no time and it had but one desire
At the close of the week to be

And it kept in its place, not a frown its face
And its hands hung by its side
But it stopped short, to go again
the old man died

Ninety years without slumbering, tick, tock, tick,
It's life numbering, tick tock, tick, tock
It stopped short, never to go
When the old man

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

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

Ninety years without slumbering, tick, tock, tick,
life seconds numbering, tick tock, tick, tock
And it stopped short, never to go
the old man died

And I've thinking if someday
I'm going to my grandfather's old house
And I'm gon' take old clock and I'm gon' shine it up
And I'm gon' to oil it up and get it fixed up pretty
And it'll keep time for me like it did for my grandfather