Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas Dinner

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

Hold horses, got a million courses
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, happy
Got a reason to

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

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

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

Oh don't turkey look divine
We'll promenade it the line
Plenty off duck, well (?) on white
So (?) plant it to your

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

Time for your partner to across
And the cranberry sauce

Have helpin' (?) one and all
And you in the roomer (?), swing to the
a little rumsteak, if you please
And promenade the pretty bag-eyed (?)

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

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

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 ain't takin'
It's a very, very Christmas
Got a to smile

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