Luyện nghe bài hát Dutchman

A Bunch of was in this bar room
Most of them had been there the day
They'd been telling and fairy tales
Lying just to the time away

Then suddenly someone cracked the bar room
And pushed it open wide
And this tall dark dude
Bowed his and stepped inside

I wonder he's from?
blonde asked.
The wind must blown him in
But an old Dutchman him a drink.
What will it be, whisky rum or
Sick and fido" a redhead
Show his way to the street."
But the Great just walked over and licked his hand
And lay down at his

He said, "if you me that drink Dutchman,
I I tell you how
That I came to be the helpless that stands before you now"

I used to be an artist, not one who sits and fiddle on the
But in my day and
My was considered superb

I wrote a song a poor kid
down in New Orleans
It didn't make the of fame,
But it bought us shrimp, rice and

He kept at it he made the big time,
town after town
Until he met a woman he fell in with
And it really turned his around

She had eyes like
And a of luxurious hair,
the brilliance of her beauty
None could compare

When she lifted her to his,
Her would fall apart
Each she allowed him kiss her,
It petrified his heart

But he ask her would she marry him,
He'd give her he had!
She turned and walked
And it drove him mad

He her a half a million
And would pay in advance,
If she let him prove himself
Or at least give him a

And if he should go blind and to use his hands to feel,
He would someone to do her work
And her every meal

How could a man a woman so much?
Not one of you think!
Well, I did and I do
Hey Dutchman, you me a drink!