Luyện nghe bài hát Sing You Sinners

Once a mockingbird, dig, he was overheard,
out a word, I, to a cattle 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 arms up to heaven and sing, ring a
Sing you sinners won't you sway and swing, what a

Start with clappin' your hands all about, all
be silent, let the Lord hear you shout, shout it out
And just let the music come out of snout
Sing you sinners you sway and swing, check it out

Dig the drift of I mean in a world where there's no music
Old Satan gets his kicks, he's up to his tricks
He'll be laughing up and the banks
Of that river

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

Stop all that chewin' your and all that standin' in the mud there
Swing people! Swing every chortle from your mortal,
I know that everyone believes that prodigies are like a sneeze
Hard blowin', 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 swing of
Before your swing arrives too

a little too dark
Still, it is true, got breath for such a limited time
What, are ya stupid, ya
You'd think to was a crime

In defense now, hence now, here comes Mccluck
Mrs. Mockingbird, I must say you heard
Of the friendly bellowing of our friends the cows
As they shed way from Tea garden to Fuller

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

And furthermore, you are always singin' away
Never up a thought of what you say
We do shedding takes up most of our day
So when we settlin' to play, we could say
A moo is an of what we've always known to be
The and only way to play, what we mean to say is

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

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