Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' New York

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

Wintertime in New York town the wind blowing snow
around with nowhere 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 so cold then

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

I walked down and ended up
In one of them on the block
Got on the stage to and play
Man there said, back some other day
You sound a hillbilly
We folksingers here

Well, I got a harmonica job begun to
my lungs out for a dollar a day
I inside 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 York
In a bigger place, money too
Even joined the Union and my dues

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

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