Luyện nghe bài hát Madame Geneva's

I'm a maker of right pretty
I write em right in the street
You can buy all over the city
Yours for a penny a

I'm a word out of the printers
Out of the of Gin Lane
I'll up a scene on a counter
and sins in the main
Boys, and sins in the main

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

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

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

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