Luyện nghe bài hát Salty Dog Rag

Away down yonder in the state of
where my great-grandpa met my
they drink cider and they get on a jag
and they dance all night to the Dog Rag

They play an old fiddle like you never heard
They play the only that they ever did know
It's a ragtime ditty and the don't drag
now here's the way you to the Salty Dog Rag

One foot front, it back,
you start to ball the jack.
You and you break and then you sag,
if your partner you're supposed to zag.
Your heart is light, you tap your

in with that ragtime beat.
(Just) pack up your troubles in old kit bag
and dance all to the Salty Dog Rag.

Away South 'neath the old Southern moon
the up a tree and the hounds treed a coon
They'll hitch up the buggy to a down nag
and go out dancing to the Dog Rag
They up the fiddle and they rosin up the bow
They strike a C on the old banjo
and holler hang on we ain't gonna drag
'cause here's the way you to the Salty Dog Rag