Luyện nghe bài hát Izzy s Irish Rose

Izzy was a tailor down the east side
The man to top you off with dignity and pride
His mother wanted him to a Katz from Houston Street
A great big strapping lump of a with two big awkward feet

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

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

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

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

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

Now Rosie was the finest out of Sligo town
She had a head of red hair that stretched all of the way
Past her lovely derriere to her thighs
But her crownin' jewels were her opalescent eyes

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

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

Izzy's sacred mother was beside herself 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 down on Orchard Street
And see some red men
They're all the seed of
Sons of to the end

But each and everyone of them'll you
Out of house and home for they're
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 Irish
Forever and ever and ever young Rosie Ann
Will be the queen of Orchard street, Izzy's Irish