Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Of A Dying Breed

(Joel Jaffe)

Hey at that train heading down the track
And look at smoke coming out the stack
Fifty-five an hour, now ain't that speed
Well, she's riding high wide and handsome and she's just what the 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 and six hungry kids to feed
But his hand is steady on the and he's just what the country needs
But now the times have he's the last of a dying breed

Yeah, now at that farmer with a two-bottom plow
hundred acres an empty hay mow
Two hundred acres ain't nothing but and weeds
Well, he's upright, and honest and he's just what the country needs
But the have changed, he's the last of a dying breed

Hey, hey, hey there goes a in a ten-gallon hat
High boots and a lariat
Six shooter hanging way down around his
Well, he and independent and he's 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 semi's and travelling far
Talking with and truck-driving 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 Wind Co.