Luyện nghe bài hát Gone to The Dogs

Down at the dogs the bets are
A wad of notes in a hand
The floodlit track is center
For winning hounds to the stand

In old coats and trilby hats
The owners swan the place
The tic tac man out his arms
His thin mustache stretched on his

Gone to the dogs the man and his
He by the rail and looks at the sky
Confused by the thoughts that stew in his
by the track on a Saturday night

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

The restaurant's and table bets
Are by the girls who serve
The basket and German wine
Excitement mounts, the is heard

The stadium is full of
And cigar is in the air
The dogs race on their last lap
And the straight they chase the hare