Luyện nghe bài hát Stories of Old

John

I want to hear your stories of old. Don't show me your golden chains.
For if there's just one man in this whole wide land and he is living in pain. Oh, then not your name.

You told me of a dream that I surely like to see where each man could keep the wolves from his door.
Then I saw an old man without a dollar in his hand, saying, "You need me anymore.
I you just don't need me anymore."

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We've got a lot of pride and that I can't deny from those who us liberty.
But if freedom's at the door and we let it wait more,
Oh, I wonder how they are of me. I wonder just how proud they are of me.

Go ahead and walk away. Yeah, turn your back and say, "We'll show 'em got who on the run."
But, if we could talk with out there, we might get somewhere
And maybe someday we could throw away guns. Someday we could throw away these guns.

(Chorus)

If there's just one man in this whole wide land and he is living in pain, oh, then freedom's not name.