Luyện nghe bài hát My Old Man

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

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

people there began to join that sound
And ev'ryone in town was and singin,' dancin' 'round
Like the tunes we all there heard that night
As if some dream said that all the world is

The Fiddler's eye, it caught a there
She had that rollin,' flowin', kind of hair
He played for her as if she danced
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 played she was the last to go
He and packed his case, said he'd take her home
And all the nights that a child was born
And all the years that passed, their would keep them warm
And all lives they shared, the dream come true
All because she danced so well, the tune

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