Luyện nghe bài hát Madame Geneva's

I'm a of ballads right pretty
I write em right here in the
You can buy them all the city
Yours for a penny a

I'm a pecker out of the printers
Out of the dens of Gin
I'll write up a scene on a
Confessions and sins in the
Boys, confession and sins in the

Then you'll me in Madame Geneva's
the demons at bay
There's nothin like gin for them in
But they'll always be on a hangin day
On a day

They come rattlin over the
sit on their coffins of black
Some are struck dumb, gabble
Top-heavy on or sack

The pews are all of fine fellows
And the hawker has set up her
As they're em off at the gallows
be sellin right under the drop
Boys, sellin under the drop

Then find me in Madame Geneva's
Keepin the at bay
There's nothin like gin for them in
But always be back on a hangin day
On a day