Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas Dinner

Mother, mother, starvin'
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, happy
Got a reason to

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

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

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

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

Now the (?) hello met country ham
And (?) ham
Swing to the left, and test that
And swing to the right, a Huckleberry

Time for your partner to reach
And the cranberry sauce

Have another (?) one and all
And you in the (?), swing to the ball
a little rumsteak, if you please
And promenade the bag-eyed (?) beast

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

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

Mother, mother, thank you for the
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 turkey and the
I ain't takin'
It's a very, very Christmas
Got a to smile

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