Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad of The Garment Trade

If you don't want to get
Do yourself a big service
away, please, far from Seventh Avenue

You can lose your and reason
Guessing what style for season
Yes, the business will make a wreck of you

It's a battle of and grim
That on the ladies' whim
What'll and Misses America's answer be?

Will she say with a head?
And that rare guy wouldn't dead
Or she'll say, "Yes, dress is really me"

On guessing what a day say
A impossibility
This poor brave, he worked away

And try to build that
How crazy, and reckless
Can human be

Hip, hip, hooray! For the trade
Hear the cheer to push the music us everyone
Day after day, go on this way
To the cockeyed way the job that must be

Off to the fray on the brave
ladies' garment trade
Though in health got speed in a gesture
Made all on parade

What a business what a sack
Yet it's about as your business is a crap game
Snapper, zipper, bowler,
All we know is what the experts know nothin'

So the last line you got pie
Coming up is another you could die with
If you're right the could flow in
If not you haven't got a pot to sew with

Off to the on the brave crusade
Gallant garment trade
in health got speed in a gesture breed
Made all on parade

Off to the fray on the brave
Gallant ladies' garment
Though in got speed in a gesture breed
all answers on parade