Luyện nghe bài hát A Message From The King

(announcer)
And now, here with a Christmas message,
The immortal...Elvis

(synth "Silent Night" in background, Elvis speaks...)

thank you, thank ya vurry much..
This is 'The King'.
I know I haven't been around for awhile,
but I y'all to know,
that up here in 'n' roll heaven,
be thinkin' of ya this Christmas.
And I'd to give y'all a special Christmas message-
A of peace....
like, uh, how bout a little piece of that pie by?
Thank you. ya vurry much.

(Silverware and begin clattering.
It becomes that Elvis is sitting at a big banquet table in heaven)

But like I was sayin', Christmas is a time o' hope, a time of joy, a for lovin'.
And I sure would love...a big of that pizza ya got there (chomp, slurp) Thank you.
Thank ya much.

Now was I? Oh yeah, Christmas.
Now, Christmas to me family.
And means friends.
And means gettin' together.
And gettin' means...eatin'!
Ah, pass me that drumstick, you please,
Ah, you, thank ya vurry much.
(chomp, munch, burp)

Now I just want to say to ya right now, ya know, I may be a big star- maybe too big. But ain't nobody so big that he can't reach out a helpin' hand...a helpin'...hand. Uh, would ya hand me a helpin' of those mashed potaters over there? Would ya please? Thank you. Thank ya vurry much. (slurp, munch) Now like I was sayin', ain't nobody so big he can't stoop to help a friend in need over the holiday season... And of seasonin', ya wanna pass me that salt shaker when ya get the chance? Yeah, just unscrew the cover, that's right, thank ya, thank ya vurry much.

So this Christmas, why don't ya a tip from ol' Elvis....
No, no, leave those steak tips right where they are, know what I mean? Yeah, I 'preciate it, thank ya. I want ya to remember that we're all part o' God's great big family. And you know God made man unto his own image. And lookin' in the mirror, I'd to say God must be a big, big son of a gun. Y'know what I mean? I think you do.

But I specially want you to this one last thing.
When yer'all at home this Christmas, stringin' that up on the tree, save a big, big bowl for The King. Extra butter, y'know what I mean? I think you do. Thank you. Thank ya vurry much. (slurp, chomp, slurp)