Luyện nghe bài hát Morton (song For Tex)

(Thomas)
He stopped to change a tyre out Warnambool,
His it was all over the road.
He pulled into town sometime in the afternoon,
than a normal travelling salesman, the guitar his only load.
And we were all waitin', in the Colac hall,
Our legs a-swinging 'neath the chairs,
But I just sucked a butter menthol and never looked at the girls,
Would the 'Cat Come Back' like last time? I fell despair.
But here's a go, let's catch the and lay your money down,
Morton's back in town.
And I still the way he played his old guitar,
And I hear the way he sang those songs.
And I still hear his so crisp and clear above the crowd,
Do I Am I joking?
Somehow it all just so strong.
And he crack a whip?
You bet he (don't you make me laugh!)
And could he tell a joke? He would you cry.
And could he and do a dance and spin a yarn?
You it, he could do it with the winkin' of an eye!
But here's a go, let's catch the show and lay your down,
Cause Morton's in town.
Ain't it funny how time passes, how the years just away.
And the we have they play their games.
And now it's me strumming guitars,
Now me who's travelling round,
But I get the feeling that it isn't quite the same...
For it was never this easy,
It was quite this hard.
But it made much sense to theorise,
When the show closed you'd pack your things,
You'd soon be on way.
you see him, now you don't,
He'd be gone before your eyes.
But here's a go, let's catch the and lay your money down,
Morton's back in town.
the U.S.A. to Canada,
He the roving clown,
back in town.
From to Germany and on to Darling Downs.
Hey, Morton,
The Morton, Tex Morton!
back in town.