Luyện nghe bài hát T.J's LAST RIDE

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

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

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

Let him down slow, in the slow
Let him slow, while I dry my eyes
Let him slow, in the ground slow
Let him down slow, old T.J's last 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 river so as not to him cry

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

Well now we standwith 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 his old smile

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

So let him down