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 call em tubers

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

My whistle was wet and my was loose
When the barman asked how I'd choose
To such a long, long way on such a cold and rainy day
I said, 'I'm goin' up to Kingscourt town. That's in County Cavan, to around.
My great grandaddy from there.
I want to see if the old place is still there.
he shook his head up and down
And then side to side and then he turned around and
'A Cavan man then... you know, a lot of wouldn't admit to that

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

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

Then later that day after some detectin, I the lane in the rural section
It matched the in my dad's scrap book
And my heart beat faster as I 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 place is an old barn now
It's ashes to ashes... dust to dust... thatched roof to tin roof... and tin roof to