Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas Dinner

Mother, mother, everybody's
Mother, mother, eat

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

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

Mother, mother, everybody's
Got a to smile

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

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

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

Oh don't that turkey divine
We'll it down the line
Plenty off duck, long (?) on white
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 muffin

Time for your partner to reach
And dosey-dose the cranberry

Have another (?) one and all
And you in the roomer (?), to the ball
Pass a rumsteak, if you please
And promenade the pretty (?) beast

you all say cheese, dosey-dose
So much's is about to explode
But you gotta swing to the pickle twist
Choose pie (?)

Oh dinner was grand, to say the
So honour the who cooked the beast

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

to it, mighty glad to do it
Seeing how you ate

Jeremiah, go and get your
on father, let's eat (?)

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

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