Luyện nghe bài hát New Cut Road

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

Coleman's little said, "You better act right, Coleman
Daddy's gone to Louisville, he'll be back
gonna 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 lives, kids, it's gettin' too hard"
alright but there's too many people
Just the other day I I saw a church steeple

Coleman said, "Daddy, you worry 'bout me
I'm gonna stay here in Kentucky the day I'd
I'm drink that sour mash and gonna race that mare
And find that woman 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 stay here in Kentucky where the bluegrass
I'm gonna play it all night down the new cut

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

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

Coleman's 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 Kentucky you didn't stick to it, Coleman"

Coleman Booner 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 tune called the new cut road