Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas Dinner

Mother, mother, starvin'
Mother, mother, eat

Hold your horses, got a million
And I'm fixin' a

Jeremiah, go and help your
Jay and Jonah, you too
Ezachiah, go and get your
fetch Jamie and Sue

Mother, mother, everybody's
Got a reason to

'Cause you know that I'm to servin'
Christmas country style
Christmas dinner country

Everybody's sittin' by your
We'll all say and then break bread

Put your on your lap
(?) is sided from the tap

Oh that turkey look divine
We'll it down the line
Plenty off duck, well long (?) on
So (?) plant it to your

Now the sachet (?) hello met ham
And (?) ham
Swing to the left, and that stuffin'
And swing to the right, a Huckleberry

Time for partner to reach across
And dosey-dose the sauce

Have another (?) one and all
And you in the roomer (?), swing to the
Pass a rumsteak, if you please
And the pretty bag-eyed (?) beast

you all say cheese, dosey-dose
So turkey is about to explode
But you still gotta swing to the pickle
your pie (?)

Oh was grand, to say the least
So the lady who cooked the beast

Mother, mother, you for the dinner
All the fixin's were

Nothin' to it, mighty to do it
how much you ate

Jeremiah, go and get dinner
Come on father, eat (?)

I'm too full of turkey and the
I takin' chance
It's a very, merry Christmas
Got a reason to

Mother, mother, everybody loved
dinner country style
Christmas dinner styl