Luyện nghe bài hát Old Old Song

I'll you a song that starts out descriptive
And a time and a place
Like a dinner where a whole family
Is sitting down to say grace

An old old song moves into action
Taking its sweet time
And waits until we all say
Again and in rhyme

It's the story of a father and a
Who battle each other nothin'
With a of kids trying to figure
Which way the plot's
winning and who is bluffing

It's a story as as a penny, son
It ain't worth anything to anyone

Poor sore little song
aches like a muscle each time that it moves
Sad little song you play
And you play and you and you play 'til you lose

history is outside writing
A recipe book for earthly pain
This song is inside painting dark swirls
Again and again and they all look the

'Cuz what if you come home from one day
And you your whole family's at war
And this ominous silence just waiting to be broken
And secret places for hiding underneath the floorboards

And everyone seems to be
For the subharmonic thunder of the next
And everyone to be waiting for the cops to bust in
their guns drawn at the bleak light of dawn

It's a story as as a penny, son
I don't it's worth anything to anyone