Luyện nghe bài hát Sloan

(Bill Fries, Davis)

Well, I found him on the of Seventh and Main
In the Iowa township of (Township of Sloan...)
He's tired, and he's hungry, old, and he's grungy
And parked in a no-parkin'

Well I bent an' says "How ya doin', old fella?"
He to get up on his own (On his own...)
When I him a piece a' my ham salad sandwich
He up an' licked on my nose

He him a piece of his ham salad sandwich
And reached up and on his nose
Old Sloan...

Well, I opened the of my old beat-up semi
Threw an old shirt on the floor (On the floor...)
He hopped in an' hisself down by the gearshift
Curled up and started to

For years we went truckin' them highways
On the byways of we did roam (They did roam...)
With his paws on the dashboard an' his head out the
An' his ears in the breeze, gently

With his on the dashboard, his head out the winder
And his in the breeze gently blowin'
Old Sloan...

When one mornin' last May, miles north a' Mondamin
I to use a pay telephone (Pay telephone...)
Old Sloan made a fireplug, I made a phone call
An' when I come back, he was

Well I searched miles of that Interstate highway
And the byways that we to roam (Used to roam...)
Ricketts to Red Line, Magnolia to Woodbine
But I just find poor ol' Sloan

From Fiscus to Jacksonville, Quick to
Looked like the end for old

Poor ol' fella. He didn't no license, nor shots, nor nothin'.

I he's a goner.

When on a cold day on the ninth of November
I's my rig all alone (All alone...)
When my eye caught a blur in my rear-view mirror
An' my ears heard the of old Sloan

He's as fast as his old legs could run 'im
An' for me to slow down (To slow down...)
His tail was a-waggin', his tongue was
An' I the door for old Sloan

His tail was a-waggin', his tongue was
And he opened the for old Sloan
Old Sloan...

I gave him a hug as he licked me all over
An' I threw him his old dirty bone (Old bone...)
Then in through the winda jumped a from Pisgah
An' she set on beside Sloan

Then in through the winder come a poodle from
And set down beside Sloan.
Old Sloan...

So that's ya been, boy.

Hey! She's purty.

Aw, Sloan.