Luyện nghe bài hát Izzy s Irish Rose

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

But was a cantor 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 love before he grew too old

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

So, he went to Rabbi and he said "oh me oh my
I want a back home in bed who'll keep me satisfied"
The nodded wisely, "I understand my son
I an auld one home in the bed
She's a to God and man

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

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

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

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

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

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

So if you're down on Orchard
And see some red men
They're all the of Izzy
of Israel to the end

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

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