Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' Cavan

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

The to the root 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 in there and asked for beer, he pours this black stuff, he says, 'cheers
'Guiness gives you strength, he said, I'll tell you it's like drinkin' bread
There's a loaf in every pint... I was feelin' strong... felt like I wanted to

My whistle was wet and my tongue was
When the barman how come I'd choose
To such a long, long way on such a cold and rainy day
I said, 'I'm goin' up to town. That's in County Cavan, to look around.
My great grandaddy from there.
I to see if the old home place is still there.
Well he shook his up and down
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 a room nearby in a fancy castle
Had a time gettin' my dinner there
It was full of these with light blonde hair
Danish tourists...two big of em
Now the of the place, his hair was black
When I talked to him, I didn't get back
His people are you call 'west Brits
They're the ones treated my people like dirt
That's what lead to the Irish war, I didn't know I'd come back for a little bit more
His nose was way up in the air... but he my money all the same

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
Then the very 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' and bolts and paint
I him about our family connection, and he kinda stood there still, reflectin'
I could he wasn't that much impressed when he asked me with nary a trace of jest
He said, 'How exactly may I help you
I just bought some nails and got the out of there

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