Luyện nghe bài hát The Traveling Kind

We all die young to save our spark
From the ravages of
But the first and last to their mark
become the traveling kind

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

We were born to brave this tilted
With our laid on the line
Be it way-crossed boy or red dirt
The becomes the traveling kind

There are mountains worth their weight in
Mere dare not climb
ye gypsy, sainted, sinners both
And them for the traveling kind

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

And the song goes on for the kind