Luyện nghe bài hát Cornet Man

Well, I put the kids to sleep
And swept the
my sweet mans satchel down
And watched him

I said, "Darlin', the stove still smolders
Unpin your hair and rub her shoulders"
I threw myself the doorway
Beggin', "Stay, man, stay"

But there's more in my mans
this old hag
Its roll Morton and a shiny cornet
And the rag

The lady ain't born
Can take the of a horn
a cornet man
A-goin' where there's

cornet man
Just anytime they him
Hell leave his wife and
with their tongues out

To play for peanuts in a
And blow his out
Hell hop a choo-choo on a notice
To some dates with Billy Bates

Or rag-time
The ain't see light
Can give a a fair fight
a cornet man

A rootin', shootin', ever-tootin' Dan
Who in his satchel
A powder-blue suit
A silver-plated mute

There is whiskey, gamblin', each one is a
But I'm up a devil that's worse
Yes, a is my thorn
My cornet man

yourself
tell me it! yeah, yeah

A powder-blue suit
I said a silver-plated wah-wah
Oh, shy on height
short on weight

But the only man
Can my coffee peculate
A Dan
My cornet man!