Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Man

My old man had a rounder
hear an ol' freight train and he'd have to go
Said he'd blessed with a gypsy bone
That's the reason guess that he'd cursed to roam
He to town back 'fore the war
He even know what it was he was lookin' for

He carried a tattered bag for his
Full of lots of songs of the he had been
He talked real easy and he and waved
He could pass along to you when his played
He's makin' people drop cares and woes
To hum out the tunes that his fiddle bowed

'Til there began to join that sound
And ev'ryone in town was laughin' and singin,' 'round
Like the Fiddler's tunes we all heard that night
As if some said that all the world is right

The eye, it caught a lady there
She had rollin,' flowin', golden kind of hair
He played for her as if she alone
He played his favorite songs, the ones he his own
She was dancin' in the room
The only thing left to the Fiddler's tune

He until she was the last to go
He stopped and packed his case, he'd take her home
And all the nights that passed a child was
And all the years passed, their love would keep them warm
And all their lives they shared, the dream true
All because she danced so well, the tune

the train next mornin', she blew a lonesome sound
As if she sang the blues of what she took town
And all that I recall was said when I was young
There's no one else could play or sing the he sung