Luyện nghe bài hát Harry Speaks

It was down by old barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big Joe McKennedy, and his eyes were red
And he turned his face to the people, these were the very words he

I was down to St. James infirmary, I saw my baby
She was stretched out on a white table,
So sweet, cool and so

Let her go, let her go, God her
she may be
She may search this whole world over
find a sweeter man as me

When I die please bury me in my high top hat
Put a twenty dollar gold on my watch chain
The gang'll know I died pat

Let her go, let her go God her
she may be
She may this wide world over
Never find a man as me

I six crapshooters to be my pallbearers
Three pretty women to a song
Stick a jazz on my hearse wagon
Raise as I stroll along

Let her go Let her go
God her
she may be
She may search whole wide
World
never find a sweeter
Man as me