Luyện nghe bài hát Gone to The Dogs

Down at the dogs the bets are
A wad of notes rolled in a
The floodlit is center stage
For hounds to take the stand

In old coats and trilby hats
The owners around the place
The tic tac man throws out his
His mustache stretched on his face

to the dogs the man and his life
He stands by the and looks at the sky
by the thoughts that stew in his mind
Alone by the on a Saturday night

to the dogs
He stands and
Gone to the
And has no

The restaurant's full and table
Are taken by the who serve
The meals and German wine
mounts, the buzz is heard

The stadium is full of
And smoke is in the air
The race around on their last lap
And down the straight chase the hare