Luyện nghe bài hát Down To The Old Pub Instead

Lad, it's your to find ye a lass
child-bearing hips and a pink, supple ass
And make her your wife and love her love so true
Now some rivers run high, rivers run low
When her river runs red, then starting her flow
And it's called menstr'ation, and what it means to you

You will notice her bloomers are at first
Stand back - her dam's gonna burst
Son, be afraid, it's a natural t'ing
wad up some cotton and hand her some string
Put the old on top of the bed
Get out of the house and go to the old pub instead

She'll retain her water, her will be tender
And third word that you say will offend her
Get out of the and go down to the old pub instead
And she'll want to make love - if you do, a fool
you'll only end up with a bloody O'Toole
Get out of the - down to the old pub instead

And she'll want you to the fruit of her loins
But son, it'll taste like some old coins
So off the light, boy, and take off your hat
And drop to your knees, say a prayer to Pat
Then give you the strength to get out of the bed
And for sake, go down to the old pub instead

Now the pub is the where the lads are a-meetin'
When the moon's full and the are a-bleedin'
The Catholic, the Protestant, the pagan
The pub is the place when your is raggin'
So drink of your pint, boys, and your shamrocks
as menfolk we don't have to bleed from our cocks
And that we can escape from the in red
And get out of the house and go down to the old pub