Luyện nghe bài hát Mandaddy

(D. Cooper)
Summer is coming, are jumping,
The willows are up the river,
Mandaddy's wagon comes rattling and
His route.
He's bringing ghost and bright penny-whistles,
White Chinese muzzles 'n of glory.
Look on the and see the dust rolling down the road.
Chorus: Well, my name is and I roam these hills.
I and I whistle and I'll cure your ills.
Oh Mandaddy, oh Mandaddy's gonna cure ills,
Mandaddy's gonna your ills.
He walks like a farmer, talks warm water,
Smells tobacco and gun powder.
He's bringing red garters and bright kettles
And leather shoes.
He says, "I when your folks was youngun's
and running in Indian summer.
They'd watch the horizon and see the dust down the road."

Everything changes, only natural, nothing remains as it once started.
This time summer I may not be here, hear what I say.
Children I love you, you life worth living,
The worth crossing, the gifts worth giving.
Look on the horizon and see the dust down the road.