Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Man

My old man had a soul
He'd hear an old train
Then have to go

Said he'd blessed with a gypsy bone
That's the they guessed
He'd cursed to roam

Came town back before the war
even know what it was
He was for

a tattered bag for his violin
It was full of lots of
Of places that been

He real easy, had a smiling way
To pass to you
his fiddle played

Making people their cares and woes
To hum out loud tunes
That his fiddle

Till the people there to join that sound
And everyone in was laughing
Singing, round

Like the tune
Was all they that night
As if some said
"All the is right"

His fiddler's eye caught one beauty
She had that rollin',
kind of hair

He played for her as if she danced
Played his songs
he called his own

He until she was the last to go
Stopped and packed his
And said he'd her home

All the that passed a child was born
All the years passed
That love would keep them

All their lives they'd a dream come true
All she danced
While his tuned

My old man had a rounder's
He'd an old freight train
he'd have to go

All that I recall said when I was so
There's no one else really
Sing those songs he