Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Man

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

He carried a bag for his violin
Full of lots of songs of the places he had
He talked easy and he smiled and waved
He could pass along to you when his fiddle
He's makin' drop their cares and woes
To hum out loud the tunes that his fiddle

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

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

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

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