Luyện nghe bài hát Christmas Dinner Country Style

Mother, Mother, starving.
Mother, eat.

your horses, got a million courses,
And I'm a treat.

Jeremiah, go and your mother.
and Jonah, you too.

Hezekiah, go and get brother,
fetch Amy and Sue.

Mother, Mother, happy.
Got a to smile.

'Cause you know I'm about to serve a
Christmas dinner style.

Christmas dinner style.

Ho! Everbody sit and bow heads
We'll all say and then break bread.

La, la, la, lala, la, la

Put your on your lap
Jud pours cider from the tap.

Oh, don't turkey look divine!
Well, promenade it the line.

Plenty of dark, we're on white,
So the platter to your right.

Now along that country ham
And double sashay the yams.

Swing to the the chestnut stuffin',
And to the right a huckleberry muffin.

Time for your partner to across
And do-si-do the sauce.

Have helpin' one and all,
And you and the swing to the wall.

Pass a drumstick, if you please,
And promenade the black-eyed peas.

Well all sashayed and do-si-doed
So much turkey you're to explode,

But you've still got to to the pickled quince.
Choose your punkin or mince.

Ho! The was grand to say the least,
So honor the who cooked the feast.

Mother, Mother, you for the dinner,
All the were great.

Nothin' to it, glad to do it,
Seein' how you ate!

Jeremiah, go and get fiddle.
Come on, Father, dance.

I'm too full of and the stuffing.
I ain't a chance.

It's a very, very Christmas.
Got a to smile.

Mother, Mother, everybody loved
dinner country style.

Christmas dinner style.