Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Man

My old man had a soul
He'd hear an ol' freight and he'd have to go
Said been blessed with a gypsy bone
That's the reason that he'd been cursed to roam
He came to town back the war
He didn't know what it was he was lookin' for

He carried a bag for his violin
Full of of songs of the places he had been
He talked real easy and he smiled and
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 people there to join that sound
And in town was laughin' and singin,' dancin' 'round
Like the Fiddler's tunes we all there heard night
As if some dream said that all the is right

The Fiddler's eye, it a lady there
She had that rollin,' flowin', golden kind of
He played for her as if she alone
He played his songs, the ones he called his own
She alone was in the room
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 passed a child was born
And all the years that passed, their would keep them warm
And all their lives they shared, the dream true
All she danced so well, the Fiddler's tune

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