Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Man

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

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

Came into town 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 places that been

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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