Luyện nghe bài hát The Old Man With A Horn

The old man told his
About the gone by
How he played his down in New Orleans
In some old dive
"I knew 'em all back then." he
As he reached out for his
He closed his - and wet his lips
Then the blues born.

He played with so much
Tears came his eyes
He stopped and a bit
And he gave a sigh!
Said, "You know, I made it
But that was your time
Dixieland, Po' Folks
Jack and wine."

Slapped his knee and gave a
It sure was good back
Reaching for his on the floor
it in an old towsack
That hung across his
He "Goodbye!"
And out the door.

by what he told me
I never got his
So, I called the waitress
And to explain
A tired old man - his tarnished
of years gone by
How he played his horn and
Smiled with eyes.

She you are mistaken
been no one but you
But I know who you're talkin'
I used to him, too
You'll find him on Basin Street
In of an old churchyard
A stone reads, "Rest in Peace
I tried but it was hard."

He said, "Goodbye" then out the door.