Luyện nghe bài hát Grandfather's Clock

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

My grandfather's clock was too 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
When the old man

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

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

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

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

Still the clock its time with a soft and muffled chime
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 numbering, tick tock, tick, tock
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 that old clock and I'm gon' it up
And I'm gon' to oil it up good and get it fixed up
And it'll keep time for me like it did for my grandfather