Luyện nghe bài hát Jack

Jack was a jester
Who held his one good eye on the
And there sat the king her
He's his sword up and down with every scene
And the in the corner
Catching between his teeth
And the dogs lying in the shadow in the
There's one good dog filled with good ol' dog dreams

He slipped to the wizard
Whispered deep, to the bottom of his ear
A little joke, the one about the farmer's
How she was on grapes, coming up with blue feet and beer
And he behind the queen
the fools go the rich don't mind
Lately the king's (k)nights have turned a little
And his halo - I mean his crown - has and slipped down around his eyes

The in the corner
Pulling lizards between his
And the dog he been gone
to pitch for the winning team
Fifty-two, I mean bicycles on the wall
Ready to ride, ready to ride the last of them falls
Jack's been in the kitchen
Whompin' up biscuits for us all
For us all, For us all
Ready to ride, to ride, ride