Luyện nghe bài hát Back O' The Moon

Jenny, Jenny you don't the nights I hide
Below a second room to whistle you down
The man let to divvy up, time is a miser
He's got a coin only lets it shine for hours
While you sleep it

one rare and odd style of living
Part only to the everybody Jenny
A comical where's the end
Of the sort people here would think

Tonight upon the brine of a Luna Sea
Far off we sail on to back o' the

Jenny, Jenny you don't know the I've tried
Telling backyard so to maybe amuse
Oh, your mood is giddy if you smile, I'm delighted
But you'd rather pout such a lazy
You dare fold arms, tisk and say that I lie

There's one and odd style of thinking
Part only known to the everybody,
The small step and giant leap
Got the head start in the race it

Tonight upon the brine of a Luna Sea
Far off we sail on to the o' the moon

That was a but not meant to envy you
When age was mine, some things were sworn true
Morning would and calendar pages had
New printed seasons on opposite sides

Jenny, you don't know the nights I hide
Below a second room to whistle you down
Oh, the man who's let to divvy up, is a miser
He's got a silver coin, lets it for hours
While you it away

There's one rare and odd style of
Part only to the everybody Jenny
Out of tin ships jump the bubble head
To push their into powdered soils and cry
No second

No smart looking in bonnets
Dance pigs in high button trousers
No milk pail for the daughter
No merry of sweet walled houses

Here, found back o' the moon
Not here, found back o' the moon