Luyện nghe bài hát Old Folks

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And the other will
Just sitting in a room which no sound
It doesn't now
The song has died away and echo's all

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

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

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

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