Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' New York

Rambling out of the west
Leaving the towns I the best
Thought I'd seen ups and down
'Till I come into New York
People going down to the
going up to the sky

Wintertime in New York town the wind snow around
Walk with nowhere to go
Somebody freeze right to the bone
I froze right to the bone, New York said
"It was the coldest in seventeen years"
I didn't feel so cold

I swung on to my old
Grabbed hold of a car
And a rocking, reeling, rolling ride
I up on the downtown side
Village

I walked down there and up
In one of coffee-houses on the block
Got on the stage to sing and
Man there said, Come some other day
You sound like a
We want folksingers

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

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

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

So one morning when the sun was
I rambled out of New York
my cap down over my eyes
And headed out for the western
So New York
Howdy, Orange