Luyện nghe bài hát Old Doc Brown

He was an old country doctor
In a little town
Fame and fortune had him by
Though we never saw him

As day by day in his way
serve us one and all
Many a patient to pay
Although Doc's fees were

Though he needed his and there were
Times that he'd a fee
He'd pass it onto some soul
That it worse than he

He had to sell his
Couldn't pay his office
So to a dusty over a livery stable
Doc Brown and his went

And on the hitchin' post at the kerb
To advertise his
He nailed a little that read
"Doc has moved upstairs"

And one day he answer
When they knocked his door
Old Doc Brown was layin'
But his soul was no

They found him there in that old suit
On his face was a smile of
But all the money they find on him
Was a quarter and a cent

So they opened up his
And what they saw gave hearts a pull
Beside each name old Doc
Had these words, "Paid in full"

Old Doc had
A funeral fine for a king
It's a ghastly joke our was broke
And no one could give a

Jones an undertaker
He did mighty
Donated an old iron
He had never been to sell

And the funeral
It wasn't much for grace and and the style
But those wagon of mourners
They out for more than a mile

We wanted to give him a
We kinda we owed him one
'Cause he made our town a place
For all the good done

We pulled up that old hitchin'
Doc had nailed a sign
We'd it white and to all of us
It certainly did fine

Now the rains and the
Have washed our white trimmin's of paint
There ain't nothin' left but Doc's own
And gettin' pretty faint

But you can still see old hitchin' post
As if in to our prayers
Mutually tellin' the wide world
Doc Brown has upstairs