Luyện nghe bài hát Moishe the Kid

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

hes a quiet man who loves his mutts
He loves em so he drives em
Hes caring and hes to a fault
But just watch out where you park car,
You might end up at the bar
And laying down a for assault

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

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

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

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

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 and chugs himself a bud