Luyện nghe bài hát Moishe the Kid

Not long ago on one day in Flushing, Queens
The was May
A day with more than normal count of
The word went out to inside, from Tel Aviv to Telluride
Cause Moishe the Kid was up his dog

Well hes a quiet man who loves his
He em so he drives em nuts
Hes caring and hes giving to a
But just out where you park your car,
You just end up at the bar
And laying down a lawsuit for

Well oy vey and a tiay and you might say his hair is grey but Im telling
you hes got dust in his blood
baruch-hu and a yippie tiyou Im telling you hes an ornery Jew who knocks
em flat and himself a bud

on that day he hit the drive, you saw his eyes just come alive, His jaw bout
nearly almost hit the
Cause he could just by the tread, sides of green, top of red
This stagecoach was the from next door
He sidled over to the guy and let out a pitied sigh
And punched him til the was walking blind
And as Fido fertilized the flowers, had to work for hours
just one punch and his wheels were misaligned

Well oy vey and a yippie tiay and you say his hair is grey but Im telling
you hes got shtetl dust in his
Well and a yippie tiyou Im telling you hes an ornery Jew Who knocks
em flat and himself a bud

Well, Moishe the Kid just there
With his neighbor in care
As a seven forty-seven crossed the
He to savor the midnight smog
And whistled out to his dog
And stepped back his very own saloon
Now if you to try you hand, and be the baddest in the land
Dont say I didnt you, cause I did
And remember, that fateful day
the sorry soul got towed away
For in the path of Moishe the Kid

Well oy vey and a tiay and you might say his hair is grey but Im telling
you hes got shtetl in his blood
Well baruch-hu and a yippie tiyou Im you hes an ornery Jew Who knocks
em flat and chugs a bud