Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' New York

Rambling out of the wild
Leaving the towns I the best
Thought I'd some ups and down
'Till I into 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 with to go
Somebody freeze right to the bone
I froze right to the bone, New York said
"It was the winter in seventeen years"
I didn't feel so then

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

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

Well, I got a harmonica job to play
my lungs out for a dollar a day
I blowed inside out and down
The man there said, He my sound
He was raving about he my sound
Dollar a day's

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

Now, a great man once said
That people rob you with a fountain pen
It take too long to find out
Just he was talking about
A lot of people have much food on their table
But they got a lot of and knives
And they cut something

So one morning when the sun was
I rambled out of New town
Pulled my cap over my eyes
And headed out for the skies
So long New
Howdy, Orange