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 heard him treat no-one

Let him down slow, in the ground
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

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

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

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

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, it's old T.J's ride

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

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

So let him down