Luyện nghe bài hát Grandfather's Clock

Way down South, down a dusty road
There's an old round house that nobody lives in anymore
And if you walk the hall and look
You'll see an old grandfather's clock that don't run
It's now and it's covered up with spider webs
That was my grandfather's clock and 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 half than the old man
Though it weighed not a pennyweight

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

My grandfather said of those he could hire
Not a so faithful 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 upon its
And its never hung by its side
But it short, never 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, to go again
When the old man

Well, it rang an alarm in the still of the
An alarm for years 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 without slumbering, tick, tock, tick,
It's life seconds numbering, tick tock, tick,
And it stopped short, never to go
When the old man

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