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 guessed
He'd been cursed to

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

a tattered bag for his violin
It was full of of songs
Of places that been

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

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

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

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

His fiddler's eye caught one beauty
She had rollin', flowin'
Golden 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 nights that passed a child was
All the years that
That love would keep warm

All their lives they'd share a dream come
All because she
While his fiddle

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

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