Luyện nghe bài hát Grandfather's Clock

Way down South, down a long road
There's an old round shackled house that nobody lives in
And if you walk down the hall and
You'll see an old grandfather's clock that run anymore
It's silent now and it's covered up with webs
That was my grandfather's clock and song is a story of that clock

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

It was on the morn of the day that he was born
And was his treasure and pride
And it stopped short, to go again
the old man died

My grandfather said that of those he could
Not a servant so he found
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 upon its
And its hands never hung by its
But it stopped short, never to go
the old man died

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

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

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,
It's life seconds numbering, tock, tick, tock
And it stopped short, never to go
the old man died

And I've thinking 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 to oil it up good and get it fixed up pretty
And it'll keep time for me just like it did for my