Luyện nghe bài hát Moses Ritooraliay

MOSES
(Brain O'Higgins)
The policeman walked out, oh, so 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 name," says the limb of the law
To the little fat man selling on the straw.
"What's that, sir? Me name, sir? Why it's there on
And Moses Ri-tooral-i-ooral-i-ay."
Now, the trial it came on and it a week.
One judge said 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 prisoner stepped up there as as a crutch.
"Are you lrish or or German or Dutch?"
"I'm a Jew, sir; I'm a Jew, sir," came over to stay.
And my it is Moses Ri-tooral-i-ay."
"We're two of a kind." said the to the Jew;
"You're a of Briscoe and I am one too.
numbskull has blundered and for it will pay."
"Wisha right," says 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 night and he all the day,
Singing," Ri-tootal-i-ooral-i-ay. "
Note: This reflects on the period when the Irish was
outlawed in the inability of the police to speak, or
even recognize the language enforcement problems.
was Dublin's mayor. He was Jewish. (As the story
goes, "only in America."
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