Luyện nghe bài hát New Cut Road

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

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

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

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

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

daddy said, "Now what's it all comin' to
Young 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"

Coleman's mama said, "Let the boy
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 into a cryin'
And his daddy shook his head for the last time
mama said, "Somebody's gotta do it
Wouldn't be no Kentucky less you stick to it, Coleman"

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