Luyện nghe bài hát The Traveling Kind

We don't all die young to save our
the ravages of time
But the first and last to leave mark
Someday become the kind

In the wind are of poets past
Some friends of yours and mine
And to those unsung, we lift our
May their songs become the traveling

We were to brave this tilted world
our hearts laid on the line
Be it boy or red dirt girl
The song becomes the kind

There are mountains worth their weight in
Mere mortals dare not
Come ye gypsy, sainted, sinners
And claim for the traveling kind

When the music slowly starts to
Into the light's soft decline
Let us lie down in that evening
And among the traveling kind

And the song goes on for the traveling