Luyện nghe bài hát Old Folks

Everyone him as old folks
Like the seasons he comes and go
Just as free as a bird and as as his word
That's why loves him so

leaving his spoon in his coffee
Tucks his napkin up under his
And his own corn cob pipe is so mellow, right
But you needn't be of him

In the after supper
What he tells
How he held his speech at Gettysburg for that day
You know I know that one so

One thing we don't about old folks
Did he fight for the blue or the
But he's so and so diplomatic
We always let him his way

In the evenings after
What stories he
How he held his speech at Gettysburg for Lincoln day
Yes, I that one so well

Some day will be no more old folks
What a lonely old world will be
Children's voices at play be still fonding
The day they old folks away