Luyện nghe bài hát Back O' The Moon

Jenny, Jenny you know 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 silver coin lets it shine for hours
you sleep it away

There's one rare and odd of living
only known to the everybody Jenny
A comical the end parade
Of the sort people here would think

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

Jenny, Jenny you don't the days I've tried
backyard tales so to maybe amuse
Oh, your mood is never if you smile, I'm delighted
But you'd rather pout such a lazy
You dare fold your arms, tisk and say I lie

There's one rare and odd of thinking
Part only to the everybody, Jenny
The small step and leap takers
Got the start in the race toward it

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

That was a sigh but not to envy you
When your age was mine, some were sworn true
Morning would come and calendar had
New printed on their opposite sides

Jenny, Jenny you don't know the I hide
a second story 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

one rare and odd style of living
Part known to the everybody Jenny
Out of tin ships the bubble head boys
To push their into powdered soils and cry
No placers

No looking geese in bonnets
with pigs in high button trousers
No milk for the farmer's daughter
No merry towns of sweet walled

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