Luyện nghe bài hát Old Folks

Everyone him as old folks
Like the seasons he and he'll go
as free as a bird and as good as his word
That's why everybody him so

Always his spoon in his coffee
Tucks his napkin up under his
And his own corn cob pipe is so mellow, right
But you be ashamed of him

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

One thing we know about old folks
Did he fight for the or the gray?
But he's so and so diplomatic
We always let him his way

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

Some day there be no more old folks
What a lonely old world will be
voices at play will be still fonding
The day take old folks away