Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' New York

Rambling out of the wild
the towns I love the best
Thought I'd some ups and down
I come into New York town
People going down to the
going up to the sky

Wintertime in New York town the blowing snow around
around with nowhere to go
Somebody could freeze to the bone
I froze right to the bone, New York Times
"It was the coldest in seventeen years"
I didn't feel so then

I on to my old guitar
hold of a subway car
And after a rocking, reeling, rolling
I landed up on the side
Greenwich

I walked down and ended up
In one of coffee-houses on the block
Got on the stage to and play
Man there said, Come back other day
You like a hillbilly
We folksingers here

Well, I got a job begun 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 raving about he loved my
Dollar a day's

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

Now, a very great man once
That people rob you with a fountain pen
It take 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 gotta cut

So one morning when the sun was
I rambled out of New York
Pulled my cap down my eyes
And headed out for the western
So long New
Howdy, East