Luyện nghe bài hát The Arkansas Traveler

Oh, once upon a in Arkansas,
An old man sat in his cabin door
And fiddled at a tune that he to hear,
A jolly old tune that he by ear.
It was raining hard, but the didn't care,
He away at the popular air,
Tho' his rooftree leaked a waterfall,
It seem to bother the man at all.

A traveler was by that day,
And to hear him a-practicing away;
The cabin was a-float and his feet wet,
But the old man didn't seem to fret.
Now the said, "the way it seems to me,
better mend your roof," said he.
But the old man as he played away,
"I mend it now, it's a rainy day."

The replied, "That's all quite true,
But here's the thing, I think you should do;
Get on a day that is clear and bright,
And the old roof till it's good and tight."
But the old man kept on at his reel,
And tapped the ground with his heel.
"Get along," said he, "for you me a pain;
My never leaks when it doesn't rain."