Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Man

My old man had a soul
He'd an old freight train
Then have to go

Said he'd been with a gypsy bone
That's the reason they
He'd been to roam

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

Carried a bag for his violin
It was of lots of songs
Of places that he'd

He talked easy, had a smiling way
To pass to you
his fiddle played

Making people drop cares and woes
To hum out loud tunes
his fiddle bowed

Till the people there to join that sound
And in town was laughing
Singing, round

Like the tune
Was all they that night
As if dream said
"All the is right"

His fiddler's eye one beauty there
She had that rollin',
Golden of hair

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

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

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

All their they'd share a dream come true
All she danced
While his fiddle

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

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