Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' Cavan

A while ago I chanced to roam to the place my great grandad home
It wasn't that much I saw day, but I learned I whole lot along the way
I was to Ireland... retracing my family footsteps... diggin' up roots
You call em tubers

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

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

I figured I'd save a little hassle so I a room nearby in a fancy castle
Had a hard time gettin' my there
It was full of these with light blonde hair
Danish tourists...two big of em
Now the of the place, his hair was black
When I to him, I didn't get much back
His people are what you call 'west
They're the ones that treated my people dirt
what lead to the Irish civil war, I didn't know I'd come back 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 O'Brien walkin' round the cabin, in Kingscourt town in County Cavan
Then the very next day in the store
I found a ten times 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 there still, reflectin'
I could tell he wasn't much impressed when he asked me with nary a trace of jest
He said, 'How may I help you sir?
I bought some nails and got the hell out of there

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