Luyện nghe bài hát New Cut Road

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

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

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

said, "Daddy, don't you worry 'bout 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 movin' west since the day you got married
Well, I'm gettin' off the wagon, daddy, I'm too old to be
Gonna here in Kentucky where the bluegrass grow
I'm play it all night down the new cut road

Coleman's daddy said, "Now what's it all to
people these days are just as stubborn as mules
You make him go, he's too old for that
It's that damned old fiddle and that hat"

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

Coleman's little sister then she started a cryin'
And his shook his head 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
'em all go to Texas in a covered wagon
He pulled out his and he rosined up his bow
And he a little tune called the new cut road