Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Man

My old man had a rounder's
He'd hear an old train
he'd have to go

Said been blessed with a gypsy bone
That's the reason they
been cursed to roam

Came into town before the war
even know what it was
He was for

a tattered bag for his violin
It was of lots of songs
Of that he'd been

He real easy, had a smiling way
To along to you
When his fiddle

Making people drop cares and woes
To hum out loud those
That his fiddle

Till the people there began to join that
And everyone in town was
Singing, round

the fiddler's tune
Was all they heard that
As if some dream
"All the is right"

His fiddler's eye caught one beauty
She had that rollin',
kind of hair

He played for her as if she danced
his favorite songs
Ones he his own

He played until she was the to go
Stopped and his case
And said he'd take her

All the that passed a child was born
All the years that
That love keep them warm

All their lives share a dream come true
All because she
While his tuned

My old man had a soul
hear an old freight train
Then have to go

All that I said when I was so young
There's no one could really
Sing those songs he