Luyện nghe bài hát Moses Ritooraliay

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