Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' New York

Rambling out of the wild
Leaving the towns I the best
I'd seen some ups and down
'Till I into New York town
People going to the ground
going up to the sky

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

I swung on to my old
hold of a subway car
And after a rocking, reeling, ride
I landed up on the downtown
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 like a hillbilly
We folksingers here

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

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

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

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