Luyện nghe bài hát Jack

Jack was really a
Who his one good eye on the queen
And there sat the king her
He's pointing his sword up and with every scene
And the in the corner
Catching peanuts between his
And the lying in the shadow in the archway
There's one dog sleeping filled with good ol' dog dreams

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

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