Luyện nghe bài hát The Traveling Kind

We don't all die young to save our
From the ravages of
But the first and last to leave their
Someday the traveling kind

In the wind are of poets past
were friends of yours and mine
And to those unsung, we our glass
May their songs become the kind

We were born to brave this world
With our hearts on the line
Be it way-crossed boy or red girl
The becomes the traveling kind

There are mountains their weight in gold
Mere dare not climb
Come ye gypsy, sainted, both
And claim for the traveling kind

When the slowly starts to fade
Into the light's last soft
Let us lie down in that evening
And rest the traveling kind

And the song goes on for the traveling