Luyện nghe bài hát Morton (song For Tex)

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