Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Man

My old man had a rounder
He'd an ol' freight train and he'd have to go
Said he'd been with a gypsy bone
That's the guess that he'd been cursed to roam
He to town back 'fore the war
He didn't even know what it was he was for

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

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

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

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

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