Luyện nghe bài hát Travelling Man

I'm a travelling man,
You it I've been there
And night and day I strive to sell my
Got I can show you
Nothing you can
But hang around a while and an ear

While on a freight-train
On the Rocky line
My love said to me
My mother, she mind
And through twelve gates of the
I into my prime
I was singing songs of wild thyme

Sing little
the greenwood side-o
Where the trees they do high
Come say
Summer is
And I'm on the shore
And where I'm

Oh Lord, I be sure
the Arizona dustbowl
Out to Van land
To the North-West Passage
Where Franklin made his stand
While high I'm flying
my guitar in my hand
Thinking one tiny grain of sand

If anyone ask me
If I be a boy
The sporting
I I have enjoyed
Met a from Louisville
to my mind

She took my and said
Would you be kind
And from the foggy dew I
Into a shady
Where the sang his sweet song

He sang of love
And the bells of rang out
And brought the people
Saying welcome to friendly travelling man
Welcome to friendly travelling man