Luyện nghe bài hát Sloan

(Bill Fries, Davis)

Well, I found him on the corner of Seventh and
In the Iowa of Sloan (Township of Sloan...)
He's tired, and hungry, he's old, and he's grungy
And parked in a zone

Well I bent an' says "How ya doin', old fella?"
He to get up on his own (On his own...)
I gave him a piece a' my ham salad sandwich
He up an' licked on my nose

He gave him a of his ham salad sandwich
And up and licked on his nose
Old Sloan...

Well, I opened the door of my old beat-up
Threw an old dirty on the floor (On the floor...)
He hopped in an' laid down by the gearshift
Curled up and to snore

For years we went truckin' highways together
On the of life we did roam (They did roam...)
With his paws on the dashboard an' his out the winda
An' his in the breeze, gently blowin'

With his paws on the dashboard, his out the winder
And his in the breeze gently blowin'
Old Sloan...

When one last May, four miles north a' Mondamin
I stopped to use a pay (Pay telephone...)
Old made a fireplug, while I made a phone call
An' when I back, he was gone

I searched forty miles of that Interstate highway
And the byways that we used to (Used to roam...)
From to Red Line, Magnolia to Woodbine
But I couldn't find poor ol' Sloan

From Fiscus to Jacksonville, to Correctionville
Looked like the end for old

Poor ol' fella. He have no license, nor shots, nor nothin'.

I thought a goner.

When on a cold winter day on the ninth of
I's drivin' my rig all (All alone...)
When my eye caught a blur in my left rear-view
An' my ears heard the sound of old

He's runnin' as as his old legs could run 'im
An' for me to slow down (To slow down...)
His tail was a-waggin', his was a-draggin'
An' I opened the for old Sloan

His was a-waggin', his tongue was a-draggin'
And he opened the for old Sloan
Old Sloan...

Well I gave him a hug as he me all over
An' I threw him his old bone (Old dirty bone...)
Then in through the jumped a poodle from Pisgah
An' she set on beside Sloan

Then in through the winder a poodle from Pisgah
And set herself beside Sloan.
Old Sloan...

So that's ya been, boy.

Hey! She's purty.

Aw, Sloan.