Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Man

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

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

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

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

He played until she was the to go
He and packed his case, said he'd take her home
And all the nights that passed a child was
And all the years that passed, their would keep them warm
And all lives they shared, the dream come true
All because she so well, the Fiddler's 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 recall that was said I was young
There's no one else could or sing the songs he sung