Luyện nghe bài hát Nashville Casualty & Life

In faded he used to stand
by the Union Station with that ol' hat in his hand.
A banjo-pickin' devil, a singin' saint.
The folks called him beautiful, the old folks called him quaint.

And the station-master pointed to the
And they busted him for loiterin' he was makin' memories rhyme.
Out in the falling snow he'd his song
To a world too cold to listen and too to sing along.

Just a casualty and life
left him without a dime.
Ever since the Lord took his wife
You'll find him on the corner all the time.
And most of City never the saw the world within the song
Of a Nashville casualty and ?? goes on.

In the sets a dusty hat and cane
And the kids they found a banjo there all from the rain.
I a little rusty rag-time beat
And I sang for every out on the street.

I almost see him standin' in the rain
His black and blinded face reflectin' all the
Of all the years and people by
And all the memories that can make a banjo cry.

Just a Nashville and life
It's a riff hell to play.
You sings for livin' in the street
And you sleeps in the back of caf