Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Man

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

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

Came into back before the war
Didn't even know it was
He was for

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

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

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

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

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

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

He played for her as if she alone
Played his favorite
he called his own

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

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

All lives they'd share a dream come true
All she danced
his fiddle tuned

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

All that I recall when I was so young
no one else could really
Sing songs he sung