Luyện nghe bài hát Sloan

(Bill Fries, Davis)

Well, I found him on the of Seventh and Main
In the township of Sloan (Township of Sloan...)
He's tired, and he's hungry, he's old, and grungy
And parked in a zone

I bent down an' says "How ya doin', old fella?"
He to get up on his own (On his own...)
When I gave him a piece a' my ham salad
He reached up an' on my nose

He him a piece of his ham salad sandwich
And reached up and licked on his
Old Sloan...

Well, I opened the door of my old semi
Threw an old dirty shirt on the (On the floor...)
He hopped in an' hisself down by the gearshift
up and started to snore

For years we went truckin' them together
On the byways of we did roam (They did roam...)
With his paws on the an' his head out the winda
An' his ears in the breeze, blowin'

With his paws on the dashboard, his out the winder
And his ears in the breeze blowin'
Old Sloan...

When one mornin' last May, four north a' Mondamin
I to use a pay telephone (Pay telephone...)
Old made a fireplug, while I made a phone call
An' I come back, he was gone

Well I searched forty of that Interstate highway
And the that we used to roam (Used to roam...)
From Ricketts to Red Line, Magnolia to
But I just couldn't poor ol' Sloan

From Fiscus to Jacksonville, to Correctionville
Looked the end for old Sloan

Poor ol' fella. He have no license, nor shots, nor nothin'.

I he's a goner.

When on a cold winter day on the ninth of
I's drivin' my rig all (All alone...)
When my eye caught a blur in my left rear-view
An' my heard the sound of old Sloan

He's as fast as his old legs could run 'im
An' cryin' for me to slow (To slow down...)
His was a-waggin', his tongue was a-draggin'
An' I opened the door for old

His tail was a-waggin', his was a-draggin'
And he the door for old Sloan
Old Sloan...

Well I gave him a hug as he me all over
An' I threw him his old bone (Old dirty bone...)
Then in through the winda jumped a poodle from
An' she set on beside Sloan

Then in through the winder come a poodle Pisgah
And set down beside Sloan.
Old Sloan...

So that's ya been, boy.

Hey! She's purty.

Aw, Sloan.