Luyện nghe bài hát Izzy s Irish Rose

Izzy was a down the lower east side
The very man to top you off with and pride
His mother wanted him to marry a Katz from Street
A great big lump of a girl with two big awkward feet

But Izzy was a in the Synagogue
He kept the laws of Israel with the greatest of
He didn't fancy Katz, her pastrami left him cold
He wanted a taste of Irish before he grew too old

He was looking for Rosemary, Eileen, Statia, Ann
Ever after to be known as Izzy's Irish
Forever and ever and young Rosie Ann McKnowles
Will be the of Orchard Street, Izzy's Irish rose

So, he went to Hershowitz and he said "oh me oh my
I want a wife back home in bed keep me satisfied"
The Rabbi wisely, "I understand my son
I have an auld one in the bed
a menace to God and man

For she never shuts up talking, morning noon til
I have to go to the Irish pub to get some and quiet
So they sped off to the down Delancy Street
The Lord works in mysterious ways but he's discreet

For they met Rosemary, Eileen, Statia, Ann McKnowles
Ever after to be known as Irish Rose
Forever and ever and young Rosie Ann McKnowles
Will be the queen of Orchard street, Irish rose

Now was the finest girl out of Sligo town
She had a head of red hair that all of the way down
Past her lovely to her gorgeous thighs
But her jewels were her smoldering opalescent eyes

Which she cast up at our sippin' his watery wine
the power of Abraham coursin' down his spine
The Rabbi nodded, "Oh I my son
The Lord provideth many paths and has just begun"

So he ordered up two pints of Ireland's beer
With a couple of shots to wash 'em down and he "I do declare
I hear the bells of heaven aringin' in me
goy would be a joy in any son of Israel's bed"

Izzy's sacred mother was herself with grief
'Til the Rabbi took her to the pub down on Street
Her eyes lit up when she heard the go clangalang
"Oy veh, Irish shiksa could use an honest man"

So if you're on Orchard Street
And see red haired men
They're all the seed of
Sons of to the end

But each and everyone of drink you
Out of house and for they're sprung
From the of Rosie, Eileen, Statia, Ann McKnowles

Oh, you're lookin' at Rosemary, Eileen, Statia, Ann
Ever after to be known as Izzy's Rose
and ever and ever young Rosie Ann McKnowles
Will be the queen of Orchard street, Izzy's Irish