Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Of A Dying Breed

(Joel Jaffe)

Hey at that train heading down the track
And look at that smoke coming out the
Fifty-five miles an hour, now that speed
Well, she's riding high wide and handsome and just what the country needs
But the times have changed and the last of a dying breed

Everybody take a at that engineer
His looks worried but his eyes are clear
He got a wife at home and six kids to feed
But his hand is steady on the throttle and he's just what the needs
But now the times have changed the last of a dying breed

Yeah, now look at that farmer with a plow
Three acres an empty hay mow
Two hundred acres ain't but dust and weeds
Well, he's upright, straight and honest and he's what the country needs
But the times have changed, he's the last of a dying

Hey, hey, hey there a fellow in a ten-gallon hat
High heeled boots and a
Six shooter hanging way down around his
Well, he cool and independent and just what the country needs
But the times have changed, he's the last of a dying

Well, now he out on the highway with his old
Flagging down and travelling far
Talking with farmers and men and thieves
Well, the leavings for the old folkies, ain't nothing but and seeds
Cause the have changed, he's the last of a dying breed

(c) 1977 Whispering Publishing Co.