Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Man

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

Said he'd been blessed a gypsy bone
the reason they guessed
He'd been to roam

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

Carried a tattered bag for his
It was full of of songs
Of that he'd been

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

Making people their cares and woes
To hum out loud tunes
That his bowed

Till the people there began to that sound
And everyone in was laughing
Singing, dancing

Like the tune
Was all they heard night
As if some dream
"All the is right"

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

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

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

All the nights that passed a child was
All the years that
That love would them warm

All their they'd share a dream come true
All because she
While his tuned

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

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