Luyện nghe bài hát Martin Decent

Martin Decent came to play, came to play, to play
On a and winter's day
Turned his coat in the

Martin Decent out loud, spoke out loud,
Told his tale to the cloud
Then he turned his in the morning

Ate his and his rhubard raw
Chewed his food a vigorous jaw
down he all he heard and saw

Martin Decent sang along, sang along, sang
Leant his to the children's song
Then he turned his coat in the

a few little lily-white lies
Hid the behind his eyes
knew he was in disguise

Martin Decent danced a lot, a lot, danced a lot
the pose for a photograph
Then he turned his in the morning

Martin Decent back home, went back home, went back home
like a log in a bed of his own
Then he turned his in the morning

Yes he did!
Hey! him! Roll him in manure!

(trans. Miller - [email protected])