Luyện nghe bài hát Talkin' Cavan

A while ago I chanced to to the place my great grandad called home
It wasn't that much I saw that day, but I learned I whole lot the way
I was goin' to Ireland... my family footsteps... diggin' up roots
You could em tubers

The closer to the root of my family tree, the more people to look like me
Saw a sign said Mollie O'Brien's bar, I knew right I couldn't be that far
I in there and asked for beer, he pours this black stuff, he says, 'cheers
'Guiness gives you strength, he said, I'll tell you friends it's like drinkin'
There's a loaf in every pint... I was strong... felt like I wanted to sing

My was wet and my tongue was loose
When the asked how come I'd choose
To travel such a long, long way on such a cold and day
I said, 'I'm goin' up to Kingscourt town. in County Cavan, to look around.
My grandaddy came from there.
I want to see if the old home is still there.
Well he shook his head up and
And then to side and then he turned around and said
'A Cavan man then... you know, a lot of people wouldn't to that

I figured I'd save a little hassle so I booked a nearby in a fancy castle
Had a time gettin' my dinner there
It was full of these people with light hair
Danish tourists...two big of em
Now the of the place, his hair was black
I talked to him, I didn't get much back
His people are you call 'west Brits
They're the that treated my people like dirt
That's lead to the Irish civil war, I didn't know I'd come back for a little bit more
His nose was way up in the air... but he took my money all the

night I dreamed I saw the ghost of the one I'd rather have as host
It was Tom O'Brien walkin' round the cabin, there in Kingscourt in County Cavan
the very next day in the hardware store
I found a cousin ten times removed or
But he was no apparition, he wasn't a haint - he was sellin' and bolts and paint
I him about our family connection, and he kinda stood there still, reflectin'
I could tell he wasn't that much impressed when he me with nary a trace of jest
He said, 'How may I help you sir?
I just bought some and got the hell out of there

Then later that day after some detectin, I found the lane in the section
It the picture in my dad's scrap book
And my heart beat as I drove to look
The sun burst the clouds just then as I gazed at the current residents
It was a sheep dog and an old milk cow
Yeah the old home is an old barn now
ashes to ashes... dust to dust... thatched roof to tin roof... and tin roof to rust