Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Of A Dying Breed

My name's Franks and my daddy's name was Ray
Ray was a farm boy a and a banker
A clerk, a roughneck, a
A haul driver, a soldier and a mechanic

He was also a to everybody he ever met
Ray taught me the value of and family
The flag, hard work, honesty and a good dog
I hope my daddy Ray wasn't the last of a dyin'

He's a beer drinker, a buck n' bear hunter
The best a dog ever had
A post digger, a man Skoal dipper
John Deere cap man

With a house on a and a pond in the field
by a mess of corn rows
Makes a livin' from his labour, a credit to the
somebody, everybody knows

Last of a dying breed who the fields and mend the fences
Heaven knows, I'd to think that generation might be ending
But if he goes, he will go down in
As the last, the of the

Overall wearers, farmer tan
Down at the BFW hot dog
Cake pan lickers, ripe tomato
Hay balers trailers in the fall

Fruit sellers, town square dwellers
Who gather at The Dairy at dawn
Everybody knows him and everybody him
God, I'm gonna him if they're gone

Last of a dying who tend the fields and mend the fences
Heaven knows, I'd hate to think that might be ending
But if he goes, he go down in history
As the last, the last of a dying

Last of a dying
He's a hard working man
of a dying breed

Last of a dying who tend the fields and mend the fences
Heaven knows, I'd hate to that generation might be ending
But if he goes, he will go down in
As the last, the last of a breed of a dying breed
Of a dying