Luyện nghe bài hát T.J's LAST RIDE

Saturday in the town, as we buried T.J
Good man, his life on the K Roll ferry line
He was a man, nothing grand, just a man
But I never him treat no-one unkind

Let him down slow, in the ground
Let him down slow, while I dry my
Let him down slow, in the ground
Let him down slow, it's old T.J's last

He feried model A's to the Cape shore
Way before my poppa had a son
When I was eight or nine I sit by his back porch
And he would tell me stories from back in War one

Let him down slow, in the slow
Let him down slow, while I dry my
Let him slow, in the ground slow
Let him down slow, it's old T.J's ride

T,J's passed on, it was back in '61
like yesterday, my my how time does fly
Still I would drop by and we'd sit and
And I'd stare across the so as not to wath him cry

Let him down slow, in the slow
Let him down slow, while I dry my
Let him down slow, in the ground
Let him down slow, old T.J's last ride

Well now here we our memories and prayers
Mourning and crying to the youngest child
And all that's gathered here will T.J Brown
He will miss his river and we'll miss his old

Let him slow, in the ground slow
Let him down slow, I dry my eyes
Let him down slow, in the ground
Let him slow, it's old T.J's last ride

So let him slow