Luyện nghe bài hát T.J's LAST RIDE

Saturday in the town, as we buried T.J
Good man, spent his life on the K ferry line
He was just a man, grand, just a man
But I never heard him treat unkind

Let him slow, in the ground slow
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 ride

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

Let him slow, in the ground slow
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 ride

T,J's wife passed on, it was in '61
Seems like yesterday, my my how 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 slow, in the ground slow
Let him down slow, I dry my eyes
Let him down slow, in the ground
Let him down slow, it's old T.J's last

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

Let him down slow, in the 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

So let him slow