Luyện nghe bài hát Back O' The Moon

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

There's one rare and odd style of
Part only known to the 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
Telling backyard tales so to amuse
Oh, your mood is never giddy if you smile, I'm
But you'd rather pout a lazy child
You fold your arms, tisk and say that I lie

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

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

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 nights I
Below a second story room to you down
Oh, the man who's let to up, time 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 known to the everybody Jenny
Out of tin jump the bubble head boys
To their flags into powdered soils and cry
No placers

No smart geese in bonnets
Dance with pigs in high button
No milk pail for the daughter
No merry towns of walled houses

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