Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' Cavan

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

The closer to the root of my family tree, the more people seemed to look 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 tell you friends it's like bread
There's a loaf in every pint... I was feelin' strong... felt like I wanted to

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

I figured I'd a little hassle so I booked a room nearby in a fancy castle
Had a hard time gettin' my there
It was full of these people with blonde hair
tourists...two big busloads of em
Now the of the place, his hair was black
When I talked to him, I get much back
His are what you call 'west Brits
They're the ones treated my people like dirt
That's what lead to the Irish 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 night I dreamed I saw the ghost of the one I'd rather have as
It was Tom O'Brien walkin' round the cabin, there in Kingscourt town in County
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 bolts and
I told him about our family connection, and he stood there still, reflectin'
I could tell he wasn't much impressed when he asked me with nary a trace of jest
He said, 'How exactly may I you sir?
I bought some nails and got the hell out of there

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