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 their
become the traveling kind

In the are names of poets past
Some were friends of and mine
And to those unsung, we our glass
May their songs the traveling kind

We were to brave this tilted world
our hearts laid on the line
Be it way-crossed boy or red girl
The song becomes the traveling

There are mountains worth weight in gold
mortals dare not climb
Come ye gypsy, sainted, both
And them for the traveling kind

When the slowly starts to fade
the light's last soft decline
Let us lie down in evening shade
And among the traveling kind

And the song goes on for the kind