Luyện nghe bài hát Izzy s Irish Rose

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

But Izzy was a cantor in the
He kept the laws of with the greatest of resolve
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 ever young Ann McKnowles
Will be the queen of Orchard Street, Izzy's rose

So, he to Rabbi Hershowitz and he said "oh me oh my
I a wife back home in bed who'll keep me satisfied"
The Rabbi nodded wisely, "I my son
I an auld one home 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 peace and quiet
So sped off to the shebeen down Delancy Street
The Lord works in ways but he's usually discreet

For there met 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 rose

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oh, you're 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 of Orchard street, Izzy's Irish rose