Luyện nghe bài hát Old Folks

The old folks don't talk
They talk so slowly they do
They are rich, they are
illusions are gone, they share one heart for two

Their all smell of time of old photographs
And an old song
Though you may live in
You live so far away when you've too long

Have laughed too much
Do dry voices crack
Talking of gone by
Have cried too much

A tear or two still always seems to the eye
They as they watch
The old clock
When day is

tock, so, so slow
It says 'Yes', it says
It says, "I for you"

The old dream no more
Their have gone to sleep
The piano's out of tune, the little cat is
And no more do sing on a Sunday afternoon

The old folks move no
world become too small
Their feel like lead
They look out a window

Or sit it a chair
Or else they in bed
And if still go out
Arm in arm, arm in arm

In the morning chill, it's to have a cry
To say last goodbye to one who's older still
And then they go home to the old clock
When day is

tock, so, so slow
It says 'Yes', it 'No'
It says, "I for you"

The old never die
They just put down their and go to sleep one day
They will hold each hands
Like children in the dark but one get lost anyway

And the will remain
Just sitting in a room which makes no
It matter now
The song has away and echo's all around

see them as they walk
Through the sun parks
Where children run and
It to much to smile

It so much
But life goes on for another day
As try to escape the old silver clock
When day is

Tick tock, so, so
It 'Yes', it says 'No'
It says, "I for you"

The old old clock
That's hanging on the
That for us all