Luyện nghe bài hát Butter

I got a of butter, now
butter it was claimed to be
I dont it was from a cow
And if it was, it me

A beard was growing on the
A goatish beard without a
Ah. it was sickly, sour and
With juices seeping out

Ah, it was slick. ah, it was
I dont think any goat it
I had to it every day
Oh, how I I had refused it

The a thing it never knew
In fact Im they never met
It sprouted spots of and blue
It made me ill. Im not yet

'Twas made of and wax and fat
And substances too vile to
You may be sure that that
Ive lost the taste for butter