Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' New York

Rambling out of the wild
Leaving the towns I love the
Thought I'd seen some ups and
'Till I come into New town
People down to the ground
Building's up to the sky

Wintertime in New York town the wind snow around
Walk around nowhere to go
Somebody could freeze to the bone
I froze right to the bone, New York said
"It was the coldest in seventeen years"
I feel so cold then

I swung on to my old
hold of a subway car
And a rocking, reeling, rolling ride
I landed up on the downtown
Greenwich

I down there and ended up
In one of them coffee-houses on the
Got on the stage to sing and
Man there said, Come back some day
You sound a hillbilly
We want folksingers

Well, I got a harmonica job to play
my lungs out for a dollar a day
I blowed out and upside down
The man there said, He loved my
He was about he loved my sound
a day's worth

After and weeks of hanging around
I finally got a job in New York
In a bigger place, bigger too
Even joined the Union and paid my

Now, a very great man said
That people rob you with a fountain pen
It don't too long to find out
what he was talking about
A lot of people don't have much food on table
But got a lot of forks and knives
And they cut something

So one morning the sun was warm
I out of New York town
Pulled my cap down my eyes
And out for the western skies
So New York
Howdy, East