Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' Cavan

A while ago I chanced to roam to the place my grandad called home
It wasn't that much I saw day, but I learned I whole lot along the way
I was to Ireland... retracing my family footsteps... diggin' up roots
You call em tubers

The closer to the of my family tree, the more people seemed to look like me
Saw a sign said Mollie O'Brien's bar, I right then I couldn't be that far
I went in there and asked for beer, he pours this stuff, he says, 'cheers
'Guiness gives you strength, he said, I'll tell you friends it's like drinkin'
a loaf in every pint... I was feelin' strong... felt like I wanted to sing

My was wet and my tongue was loose
When the asked how come I'd choose
To travel such a long, long way on such a cold and day
I said, 'I'm goin' up to Kingscourt town. in County Cavan, to look around.
My great grandaddy came there.
I to see if the old home place is still there.
Well he shook his head up and
And then side to side and then he turned around and
'A man then... you know, a lot of people wouldn't admit to that

I figured I'd save a little hassle so I booked a room nearby in a castle
Had a time gettin' my dinner there
It was full of these people with light hair
tourists...two big busloads of em
Now the owner of the place, his hair was
When I talked to him, I didn't get back
His people are you call 'west Brits
the ones that treated my people like dirt
That's what lead to the Irish civil war, I didn't know I'd come back for a bit more
His nose was way up in the air... but he took my money all the

That night I dreamed I saw the of the one I'd rather have as host
It was Tom O'Brien round the cabin, there in Kingscourt town in County Cavan
the very next day in the hardware store
I a cousin ten times removed or more
But he was no apparition, he wasn't a haint - he was sellin' nuts and bolts and
I told him about our family connection, and he kinda stood still, reflectin'
I could tell he wasn't that much impressed when he asked me with a trace of jest
He said, 'How may I help you sir?
I bought some nails and got the hell out of there

Then later that day after some detectin, I found the lane in the rural
It matched the in my dad's scrap book
And my heart faster as I drove to look
The sun burst through the clouds just then as I at the current residents
It was a sheep dog and an old milk cow
Yeah the old home is an old barn now
It's ashes to ashes... dust to dust... roof to tin roof... and tin roof to rust