Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' Cavan

A while ago I to roam to the place my great grandad called home
It that much I saw that day, but I learned I whole lot along the way
I was to Ireland... retracing my family footsteps... diggin' up roots
You could em tubers

The closer to the of my family tree, the more people seemed to look like me
Saw a sign said Mollie O'Brien's bar, I knew right I couldn't be that far
I went in there and asked for beer, he pours this stuff, he says, 'cheers
'Guiness gives you strength, he said, I'll you friends it's like drinkin' bread
There's a loaf in every pint... I was feelin' strong... felt like I wanted to

My whistle was wet and my was loose
When the barman asked how I'd choose
To travel such a long, long way on such a cold and day
I said, goin' up to Kingscourt town. That's in County Cavan, to look around.
My great grandaddy came there.
I to see if the old home place is still there.
he shook his head up and down
And then to side and then he turned around and said
'A Cavan man then... you know, a lot of people wouldn't to that

I figured I'd save a little hassle so I booked a room nearby in a castle
Had a hard time gettin' my dinner
It was full of these with light blonde hair
Danish tourists...two big of em
Now the owner of the place, his was black
When I to him, I didn't get much back
His people are you call 'west Brits
They're the ones that treated my like dirt
That's what lead to the Irish civil war, I didn't know I'd come for a little bit more
His was way up in the air... but he took my money all the same

That I dreamed I saw the ghost of the one I'd rather have as host
It was Tom walkin' round the cabin, there in Kingscourt town in County Cavan
Then the very next day in the hardware
I found a cousin ten removed or more
But he was no apparition, he wasn't a haint - he was sellin' nuts and and paint
I told him about our family connection, and he kinda stood still, reflectin'
I could he wasn't that much impressed when he asked me with nary a trace of jest
He said, 'How exactly may I help you
I just bought some nails and got the out of there

Then later that day some detectin, I found the lane in the rural section
It matched the picture in my dad's book
And my heart faster as I drove to look
The sun burst through the clouds then as I gazed at the current residents
It was a little dog and an old milk cow
Yeah the old home place is an old now
It's ashes to ashes... dust to dust... thatched roof to tin roof... and tin to rust