Luyện nghe bài hát Old Man Tell Me

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

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

Their vision like their battle
Of wars has faded
Like the colors on the
From the battles that won

If there's one thing I've it's this
You just can't shake with a fist
And I once did my with a gun

And, old man, I know what seen
But is not the only dream
I have to believe in
More than

Let it die just like the
I believe there's hope at
Old man, did you ever to pray?
Old man, can you me the way?

Shakes his from time to time
And somewhere in his mind
Mumbling 'bout the war
And how we should won

Setting up his plans
On checker at his command
Watching all his gallant
Go one by one

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

And I just turn my and cry
Never why
He'd set up checker board
When he knew I couldn't