Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Man

My old man had a rounder
hear an ol' freight train and he'd have to go
Said he'd been blessed a gypsy bone
That's the reason guess that he'd cursed to roam
He came to town back the war
He didn't even what it was he was lookin' for

He carried a tattered bag for his
Full of lots of songs of the places he had
He talked real and he smiled and waved
He could pass to you when his fiddle played
He's makin' people their cares and woes
To hum out loud the that his fiddle bowed

'Til people there began to join that
And ev'ryone in was laughin' and singin,' dancin' 'round
Like the Fiddler's tunes we all heard that night
As if some dream that all the world is right

The Fiddler's eye, it a lady there
She had that rollin,' flowin', golden kind of
He for her as if she danced alone
He played his songs, the ones he called his own
She was dancin' in the room
The thing left movin' to the Fiddler's tune

He until she was the last to go
He stopped and his case, said he'd take her home
And all the nights that a child was born
And all the years that passed, their love would them warm
And all their they shared, the dream come true
All because she danced so well, the Fiddler's

That the train next mornin', she a lonesome sound
As if she sang the blues of what she from town
And all that I recall that was said when I was
There's no one else play or sing the songs he sung