Luyện nghe bài hát New Cut Road

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

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

daddy pulled up in the yard
He said, "Pack up your lives, kids, it's too hard"
Kentucky's but there's too many people
Just the day I thought 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 that sour mash and gonna that mare
And find that with the fox red hair"

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

Coleman's daddy said, "Now what's it all to
Young people days are just as stubborn as mules
You can't him go, he's too old for that
It's that damned old fiddle and bowler 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 his head for the very last time
mama said, "Somebody's gotta do it
Wouldn't be no Kentucky less you didn't to it, Coleman"

Coleman Booner stood on the porch of that
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 called the new cut