Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Dishes

Mama "Supper time,
And don't me tell you twice
Wash hands and wipe your face.
The table's no for your toys,
And try to use your voice,
dig in 'til we say Grace."
So we put down our forks and bowed our
And then she prayed the strangest ever said:

"I thank You Lord,
For noisy children and doors,
And clothes all over the floor,
My husband all the time,
Draggin' in dead at night,
My ending messy kitchen
And dishes."

We all got still and quiet,
And daddy "Honey, you alright?"
She said, "Dear, nothing wrong,
kids are happy kids,
And slamming doors just we live,
In a and loving home,
Your long and those dishes in the sink,
Means a job and to eat.

So I'm gonna You Lord,
For noisy children and doors,
And clothes scattered all the floor,
My workin' all the time,
in dead tired at night,
My never ending kitchen

For my little busy
Beggin' mama, can you please?
Always wantin' me to their name
Loads of pilin' up
Crayons crushed the floor
And those sticky kisses
And dishes,
And dishes...