Luyện nghe bài hát Moses Ritooraliay

MOSES
(Brain O'Higgins)
The policeman out, oh, so proud on his beat
a vision came to him of stripes on his sleeve;
"Promotion," he whispered, "I'll try for today,
So its with me Mister Ri-tooral-i-ay."
"Come tell me your name," the limb of the law
To the fat man selling wares on the straw.
"What's that, sir? Me name, sir? Why it's on display
And it's Ri-tooral-i-ooral-i-ay."
Now, the it came on and it lasted a week.
One judge 'twas German; another, 'twas Greek-
"Prove you're lrish," said the "and beyond it say nay;
And sit on it, Moses Ri-tooral-i-ay."
Now the stepped up there as stiff as a crutch.
"Are you or English or German or Dutch?"
"I'm a Jew, sir; I'm a Jew, sir," that came to stay.
And my name it is Ri-tooral-i-ay."
"We're two of a kind." said the judge to the
"You're a cousin of and I am one too.
This numbskull has and for it will pay."
"Wisha that's right," Moses Ri-tooral-i-ay.
There's a garbage eollcctor who down our strset;
He once was a policeman, the of his beat.
And he moans all the and he groans all the day,
Singing," Ri-tootal-i-ooral-i-ay. "
Note: This on the period when the Irish language was
outlawed in Ireland; the inability of the to speak, or
even the language presented enforcement problems.
was Dublin's mayor. He was Jewish. (As the story
goes, "only in America."
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