Luyện nghe bài hát Old Folks

The old folks talk much
They talk so slowly they do
They are rich, they are
Their illusions are gone, they one heart for two

Their homes all of time of old photographs
And an old fashioned
Though you may in town
You so far away when you've lived too long

they laughed too much
Do their dry crack
of things gone by
Have cried too much

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

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

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

The old folks no more
Their become too small
bodies feel like lead
They might out a window

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

In the morning chill, to have a good cry
To say their last goodbye to one who's older
And then they go to the old silver clock
day is through

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

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

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

You'll see them as walk
Through the sun parks
Where children run and
It hurts to much to

It hurts so
But goes on for still another day
As they try to escape the old silver
When day is

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

The old old silver
hanging on the wall
That for us all