Luyện nghe bài hát New Cut Road

Coleman was a fiddle playin' fool
He's a backwoods rounder and a of mules
Coleman Bonner's got a out bow
been playin' all day down the new cut road

Coleman's little sister said, "You better act right,
Daddy's gone to Louisville, be back tonight
He's gonna get another wagon and a good of mules
And we gonna move to Texas, we waitin' on you"

Coleman's daddy pulled up in the
He said, "Pack up lives, kids, it's gettin' too hard"
Kentucky's alright but too many people
Just the other day I thought I saw a steeple

Coleman said, "Daddy, don't you worry me
I'm gonna here in Kentucky till the day I'd
I'm gonna drink that sour mash and gonna race mare
And that woman with the fox red hair"

Now you all been movin' west since the day you got
Well, I'm off the wagon, daddy, I'm too old to be carried
Gonna here in Kentucky where the bluegrass grow
I'm gonna play it all night down the new cut

daddy said, "Now what's it all comin' to
Young people these days are as stubborn as mules
You can't make him go, he's too old for
It's that damned old fiddle and that hat"

Coleman's mama said, "Let the boy
He's up solid and he can find his own way
But as for me, honey, I'm you
I always Kentucky was just passin' through"

little sister then she started into a cryin'
And his daddy shook his for the very last time
Coleman's mama said, "Somebody's do it
Wouldn't be no less you didn't stick to it, Coleman"

Coleman Booner stood on the of that cabin
Watched 'em all go to in a covered wagon
He pulled out his and he rosined up his bow
And he played a little tune the new cut road