Luyện nghe bài hát Talking New York

Ramblin' outa the west,
Leavin' the towns I the best.
I'd seen some ups and down,
"til I come new york town.
People goin' to the ground,
Buildings up to the sky.

in new york town,
The wind blowin' around.
Walk around with to go,
Somebody freeze right to the bone.
I froze to the bone.
New york times said it was the coldest winter in years;
I didn't feel so then.

I on to my old guitar,
hold of a subway car,
And after a rocking, reeling, ride,
I up on the downtown side;
village.

I down there and ended up
In one of coffee-houses on the block.
Got on the stage to and play,
Man there said, "come back other day,
You like a hillbilly;
We want singer here."

Well, I got a job, begun to play,
my lungs out for a dollar a day.
I blowed inside out and down.
The man said he loved m' sound,
He was ravin' about how he loved m'
Dollar a worth.

And after weeks and of hangin' around,
I got a job in new york town,
In a bigger place, money too,
Even joined the and paid m' dues.

Now, a very great man once
some people rob you with a fountain pen.
It didn'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 n' knives,
And gotta cut somethin'.

So one mornin' the sun was warm,
I rambled out of new town.
my cap down over my eyes
And headed out for the skies.
So long, new york.
Howdy, orange.