Luyện nghe bài hát Hard Times

There was a town man, used to plow and sing
And he loved mule and the mule loved him
When the day got long as it does now
I'd him singing to his muley-cow
Calling, "Come on my sweet old girl, and I'd bet the whole world
gonna make it yet to the end of the row"

Singing "Hard times ain't gonna my mind
Hard times ain't rule my mind, Bessie
Hard times ain't rule my mind no more"

Said it's a old world, heavy in need.
big machine is just picking up speed
They were supping on tears, were supping on wine
We all get to heaven in our own sweet
So come all you Asheville and turn up your old-time noise
And 'til the dust comes up from the cracks in the floor

Singing, "Hard times ain't gonna rule my mind,
Hard times ain't gonna my mind
times ain't gonna rule my mind no more"

But the camp town man, he doesn't no more
I seen him walking down to the store
Guess he lost that knack and he forgot that
Woke up one and the mule was gone
So come on, you ragtime kings, and on, you dogs, and sing
And up the dusty old horn and give it a blow

Playing, "Hard times ain't gonna my mind, honey
times ain't gonna rule my mind, sugar
Hard ain't gonna rule my mind no more"