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 stories and bright penny-whistles,
White Chinese 'n tins of glory.
Look on the horizon and see the rolling down the road.
Chorus: Well, my is Mandaddy and I roam these hills.
I sing and I whistle and I'll your ills.
Oh Mandaddy, oh Mandaddy's cure your ills,
Mandaddy's gonna cure ills.
He walks like a farmer, talks warm water,
Smells tobacco and gun powder.
bringing red garters and bright copper kettles
And leather shoes.
He says, "I when your folks was youngun's
Laughing and in Indian summer.
They'd watch the horizon and see the dust rolling the road."

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