Luyện nghe bài hát Old Man Tell Me

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

how much good it's done
Medals in the sun
Cussing at my hair
And my talk of being

vision like 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 hands with a fist
And I did my talkin' with a gun

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

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

his head from time to time
And rambles somewhere in his
Mumbling the civil war
And how we should won

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

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

And I turn my head and cry
Never why
He'd set up that checker
When he I couldn't play