Luyện nghe bài hát Fine How'd Ya Do

Now the troubadours are the court
With gramophones and rifles
And an cloud is daring to pour
Such a wild scene a 3-D Bible story

And the floats of tinsel are downed
Stalled for on the parade route
But the Majorette still in the rain
And the marching band goes wet and that's a fine how

Do ya do, do ya do
And that's a how
Do ya do, do ya do
And that's a how

Do ya do, do ya do
And that's a how

See the ladies in their Queen suits
Shuffling gaily for the
high kicks in their felt button boots
While the men on their cigarettes from Panama

Like the dolls of Bisque on display
In the of Barcelona
There's a blankness falls over his face
As the speaker makes his way up to the

Could he be so to sip lemonade
In such a time, well, that's a fine
That's a how

Do ya do, do ya do
And a fine how
Do ya do, do ya do
And that's a how

Do ya do, do ya do
And that's a how
Do ya do, do ya do

hostage in the opium dens
That are tucked behind the
the corridors of Amsterdam bend
'Neath the windows where the pose like mannequins

No one of them on Valentines
There's no box or cards to read
And a fine how

Do ya do, do ya do
And that's a how
Do ya do, do ya do
And that's a how

Do ya do, do ya do
And a fine how
Do ya do, do ya do
And a fine how