Luyện nghe bài hát Old Frank

Sittin' by a eatin' old pork and meats
Waitin' on an old slow freight headin' to New Orleans
They say it's and there's a hot a pretty Creol queen
So I'm leavin' this poor north so cold and eatin' instead of beans
Just like old Frank sittin' there by me the fire was neath the pot
And his hands so old tremble from the cold a scene I've forgot
He said son go on home to your before you wind up like me
Hurtin' everyone else includin' yourself don't waste life foolishly
I could see the tears filling his eyes as he handed me a picture bad
And as the angel of death took his breath
There's by me in the picture I could see old Frank and it was sign of death