Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' New York

Rambling out of the wild
Leaving the towns I love the
Thought I'd seen ups and down
'Till I come New York town
People going to the ground
Building's up to the sky

Wintertime in New town the wind blowing snow around
Walk around nowhere to go
Somebody could right to the bone
I froze right to the bone, New Times said
"It was the coldest in seventeen years"
I didn't feel so then

I on to my old guitar
Grabbed of a subway car
And after a rocking, reeling, ride
I up on the downtown side
Greenwich

I down there and ended up
In one of coffee-houses on the block
Got on the stage to sing and
Man there said, Come back other day
You like a hillbilly
We want here

Well, I got a harmonica job begun to
my lungs out for a dollar a day
I inside out and upside down
The man said, He loved my sound
He was raving about he loved my
Dollar a worth

After weeks and weeks of hanging
I finally got a job in New York
In a bigger place, money too
Even joined the Union and my dues

Now, a great man once said
That some rob you with a fountain pen
It take too long to find out
Just he was talking about
A lot of people don't have much on their table
But they got a lot of and knives
And gotta cut something

So one morning when the sun was
I out of New York town
Pulled my cap down my eyes
And headed out for the skies
So New York
Howdy, East