Luyện nghe bài hát Old Man Tell Me

I've seen the old man sitting
The courthouse square home in town
about the big war back in 1943

Saying how much it's done
gleaming in the sun
Cussing at my hair
And my talk of free

Their vision their battle scars
Of wars has faded
the colors on the ribbons
From the that they've won

If there's one I've learned it's this
You just can't shake hands with a
And I did my talkin' with a gun

And, old man, I know what you've
But yours is not the only
I to believe in something
More than

Let it die just the past
I there's hope at last
Old man, did you ever have to
Old man, can you show me the

his head from time to time
And rambles somewhere in his
'bout the civil war
And how we have won

Setting up his plans
On checker boards at his
all his gallant kings
Go one by one

And son, say, "There's not much time
For you to out your mind
But you never listen to the I try to say"

And I turn my head and cry
understanding why
He'd set up checker board
When he knew I couldn't