Luyện nghe bài hát Finale

With the settled, I should probably be hittin' the road.

I don't get it. What's Fe got that New York ain't?

Or better yet, what's New York got Santa Fe ain't?

New got us, and we're family

And you've got one ace up your sleeve

What that be?

Me. Wherever you go, I'm right by your side.

For

For sure.

Don't much to be a dreamer
All you do is your eyes
But some made-up world is all you see
Now my is finally open
And my dreams, they's
But they don't much if you ain't with me

We'll all be out
the banner man to man
We're out there
ev'ry sucker that we can
Here's the
Newsies on a
Kill the
the next edition
We'll be out
the banner
See us out
Carrying the
Always out
the banner

at me!
I'm the of New York!

I'm
Starin' at ya,
with stature!

be!
I'm the of New York!
Victory!
Front page
Guts and
I'm the
of New York!