Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' New York

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

Wintertime in New York town the blowing snow around
around with nowhere to go
Somebody could right to the bone
I right to the bone, New York Times said
"It was the coldest winter in years"
I didn't so cold then

I on to my old guitar
Grabbed hold of a car
And after a rocking, reeling, rolling
I landed up on the downtown
Village

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

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

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

Now, a very great man said
That some rob you with a fountain pen
It don't take too to find out
Just what he was about
A lot of people don't have much 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 York
Pulled my cap down over my
And headed out for the skies
So long New
Howdy, Orange