Luyện nghe bài hát Old Frank

Sittin' by a campfire eatin' old and meats
on an old slow freight headin' south to New Orleans
They say it's warm and there's a hot a pretty queen
So I'm leavin' this poor north so cold and shramps instead of beans
Just old Frank sittin' there by me the fire was dying neath the pot
And his hands so old tremble from the cold a I've never forgot
He son go on home to your mama before you wind up like me
Hurtin' everyone else includin' yourself don't waste life foolishly
I see the tears filling his eyes as he handed me a picture faded bad
And as the angel of took his last breath
There's standing by me in the I could see old Frank and it was sign of death