Luyện nghe bài hát Gus, The Theatre Cat

Gus is the cat at the theater
His name, as I to have told you before
Is really Asparagus, but that's a fuss to pronounce
That we usually call him Gus

His coat's very shabby, he's as a rake
And he suffers from palsy that makes his paw
For he was in his quite the smartest of cats
But no a terror to mice or to rats

For he isn't the cat that he was in his
Though his name was quite famous, he says, in his
And whenever he joins his friends at their
Which takes place at the of the neighboring pub

He loves to regale them, if someone pays
With anecdotes from his palmiest days
For he once was a star of the degree
He has with Irving, he's acted with Tree

And he likes to relate his success on the
Where the gallery once him seven cat calls
But his creation as he loves to tell
Was Firefrorefiddle, the fiend of the

I have in my time every possible part
And I used to know speeches by heart
I'd extemporize back chat, I how to gag
And I how to let the cat out of the bag

I knew how to act my back and my tail
an hour of rehearsal, I never could fail
I'd a voice that soften the hardest of hearts
Whether I took love lead or in parts

I have sat by the of poor little Nell
When the was rung then I swung on the bell
In the pantomime season, I never fell
And I once Dick Whittington's cat
But my grandest creation, as history will
Was Firefrorefiddle, the fiend of the

Then, if someone give him a toothful of gin
He will tell how he once played a part in East
At a Shakespeare he once walked on pat
some actor suggested the need for a cat

And I say now kittens, they do not get trained
As we did in the days when reigned
They never get drilled in a troupe
And they think, they are smart just to jump through a

And he as he scratches himself with his claws
the theater is certainly not what is was
These modern productions are all very
But there's nothing to from what I hear tell
That moment of when I made history
As Firefrorefiddle, the fiend of the

I crossed the stage on the telegraph wire
To rescue a when a house was on fire
And I think that I still can better than most
Produce blood curdling to bring on the ghost
And I once Growltiger could do it again
Could do it again, could do it