Luyện nghe bài hát Back O' The Moon

Jenny, Jenny you know the nights I hide
Below a second story to whistle you down
The man let to divvy up, time is a miser
He's got a silver coin only it shine for hours
While you it away

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

Tonight the mock 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 tales so to amuse
Oh, your mood is never if you smile, I'm delighted
But rather pout such a lazy child
You fold your arms, tisk and say that I lie

one rare and odd style of thinking
Part known to the everybody, Jenny
The small and giant leap takers
Got the head in the race toward it

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

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

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

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

No smart geese in bonnets
Dance with pigs in high button
No milk pail for the farmer's
No merry towns of sweet walled

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