Luyện nghe bài hát Grandfather's Clock

Way down South, a long dusty road
There's an old round shackled house that nobody 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 it's covered up spider webs
That was my clock and this song is a story of that clock

My clock was too large for the shelf
So it stood ninety years on the
It was taller by than the old man himself
it weighed not a pennyweight more

It was bought on the of the day that he was born
And was always his and pride
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 wasted no and it had but one desire
At the of the week to be wound

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

Ninety years without slumbering, tick, tock, tick,
It's life seconds numbering, tick tock, tick,
It stopped short, to go again
the old man died

Well, it rang an in the still of the night
An alarm 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 stood by his side
And it stopped short, never to go
When the old man

years without slumbering, tick, tock, tick, tock
It's life seconds numbering, tick tock, tick,
And it stopped short, to go again
When the old man

And been 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 to oil it up good and get it fixed up pretty
And it'll keep for me just like it did for my grandfather