Luyện nghe bài hát Old Doc Brown

He was an old country doctor
In a little town
Fame and fortune had him by
we never saw him frown

As day by day in his way
serve us one and all
Many a patient to pay
Although Doc's fees small

Though he his dimes and there were
Times that he'd a fee
He'd pass it onto poor soul
That needed it worse he

He had to sell his
pay his office rent
So to a dusty room over a stable
Doc Brown and his satchel

And on the post at the kerb below
To advertise his
He nailed a little that read
"Doc has moved upstairs"

And one day he answer
they knocked upon his door
Old Doc Brown was down
But his was no more

They him there in that old black suit
On his face was a of content
But all the money could find on him
Was a quarter and a cent

So they up his ledger
And what they saw gave their hearts a
Beside each debtor's old Doc
Had write words, "Paid in full"

Old Doc had
A funeral fine enough for a
It's a ghastly joke our was broke
And no one give a thing

Jones an undertaker
He did well
Donated an old iron
He had never been able to

And the procession
It much for grace and pomp and the style
But wagon loads of mourners
They stretched out for than a mile

We to give him a monument
We kinda figured we him one
'Cause he our town a better place
For all the good done

We pulled up old hitchin' post
Where Doc had a sign
We'd painted it and to all of us
It certainly did fine

Now the and the snows
Have away our white trimmin's of paint
There ain't nothin' left but own sign
And that's pretty faint

But you can still see that old post
As if in answer to our
Mutually the whole wide world
Doc has moved upstairs