Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' New York

Rambling out of the west
Leaving the towns I the best
I'd seen some ups and down
'Till I come into New York
going down to the ground
Building's up to the sky

Wintertime in New York the wind blowing snow around
Walk around nowhere to go
Somebody freeze right to the bone
I froze right to the bone, New Times said
"It was the coldest 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 up on the downtown side
Village

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

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 loved my
He was about he loved my sound
Dollar a day's

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

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

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