Luyện nghe bài hát Sing You Sinners

Once a mockingbird, dig, he was overheard,
Singing out a word, I, to a heard, heard

All you bovine dig what I'm layin' down!
All you sinners drop everything,
Let the melody and the harmony ring, let it
Lift up to heaven and sing, ring a ding
Sing you sinners you sway and swing, what a thing

Start with your hands all about, all about
Don't be silent, let the Lord you shout, shout it out
And let the music come out of your snout
Sing you sinners you sway and swing, check it out

Dig the drift of what I mean in a world where no music
Old scratch Satan gets his kicks, up to his tricks
He'll be laughing up and down the
Of river Styx

You're so wicked baby, and depraved, you can rave
apparent that you have misbehaved, to your grave
But if you wanna be saved, just behave
Take a now to the bird

Stop all that chewin' your curd and all standin' in the mud there
Swing people! Swing every chortle your mortal, portal
I know that everyone believes that cattle are like a sneeze
blowin', missin one lick of blowin' talent to show
If you sing, you gotta

But remember the day will come when you
Will be steak on a plate, folks, you know it's fate
So dig the music of the of sphere
Before your swing arrives too

That's a little too
Still, it is true, we've got breath for a limited time
What, are ya stupid, ya
You'd to sing was a crime

In defense now, hence now, here comes Adele
Mrs. Mockingbird, I say you haven't heard
Of the friendly swing of our friends the cows
As they their way from Tea garden to Fuller

Instead of spendin' every day just sneakin'
To live another lick, these work on their cow tone
So they get up to blow
They a fatter bone tone into the ozone

And furthermore, you tweety-birds are always singin'
Never up a thought of what you say
We cows do shedding takes up of our day
So when we start settlin' to play, we say
A moo is an array of what we've always to be
The and only way to play, what we mean to say is

Before the band will let ya sing, sing Fletcher Henderson
You've got to get self to swing like the Bean or Satch
So your horn can blow, a note or two of deeper thinking
the way to swing

So set your mind upon a tone when you're shedding all
And you will have a like the bass trombone
Blow your and take a bow, so that you're swinging like the cows
Pythagoras would be so of us