Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' New York

Rambling out of the west
Leaving the I love the best
Thought I'd some ups and down
I come into New York town
People going down to the
going up to the sky

Wintertime in New York town the wind blowing snow
Walk around with to go
could freeze right to the bone
I froze right to the bone, New York Times
"It was the winter in seventeen years"
I feel so cold then

I swung on to my old
Grabbed of a subway car
And after a rocking, reeling, ride
I landed up on the side
Village

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

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

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

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

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