Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' New York

Rambling out of the wild
Leaving the I love the best
Thought I'd seen ups and down
'Till I into New York town
going down to the ground
Building's up to the sky

Wintertime in New York town the wind snow around
around with nowhere to go
Somebody could freeze to the bone
I right to the bone, New York Times said
"It was the coldest winter in years"
I didn't feel so cold

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

I walked there and ended up
In one of them coffee-houses on the
Got on the to sing and play
Man there said, back some 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 inside out and upside down
The man said, He loved my sound
He was raving about he my sound
a day's worth

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

Now, a very man once said
That some people rob you a fountain pen
It don't take too long to out
Just what he was talking
A lot of people don't have food on their table
But they got a lot of forks and
And they gotta cut

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