Luyện nghe bài hát Old Folks

Everyone him as old folks
the seasons he comes and he'll go
Just as as a bird and as good as his word
why everybody loves him so

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

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

One we don't know about old folks
Did he fight for the or the gray?
But he's so democratic and so
We let him have his way

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

day there will be no more old folks
What a old world this will be
Children's voices at play be still fonding
The day they take old folks