Luyện nghe bài hát Clap Hands

Sane, sane, they're all
The fireman's blind, the conductor's
A Cincinatti jacket and a sad dame
Hanging out the with a bottle full of rain
Clap hands, hands
hands, clap hands

Said roar, roar the thunder and the
Son of a is never comin' back here no more
Moon in the window; a bird on the
Can always a millionaire to shovel all the coal
Clap hands, hands
hands, Clap hands

Said steam, steam a hundred bad
Goin' up to Harlem with a pistol in his
A fifty bill inside a paladin's hat
And nobody's sure where Mr. at

Roar, the thunder and the roar
Son of a bitch is never back here no more
Moon in the window; a bird on the
Can always find a to shovel all the coal
Clap hands, hands
Clap hands, hands

Shine, shine a Roosevelt
All the way to Baltimore and out of time
Salvation Army seemed to up in the hole
They all went to in the little row boat
Clap hands, hands
Clap hands, clap