Luyện nghe bài hát My Last Two Tens

Going home, home
Tell all my friends that I'm going

If you should see me and I can't
if you should speak and I can't talk
Feel of me if I'm cold a shovel
In the to dig the hole

No, I don't expect last favor for nothing
'Cause you're a man my friend
So, on the end of the handle
You'll attacked two tens

There's a number on the back
Of the shovel of a dear of days gone by
her and tell her to bring her sister
I've already gave two tens to cry

The Lord's engraved on a penny
In the pocket of my coat
I this with me for two reasons
The so I never was broke

Oh, I've had a lot of dreams
Of things that might have
So please buy pretty flowers
In my pocket is my last two tens

I've made a money in my time
But perhaps more a lot of men
But I spent it all a ball
With a few weather friends

But you know I brought
With me to old earth
And now my journey ends
Me and this old broke even
Since you have my two tens

Going home, going
Tell all my that I'm going home