Luyện nghe bài hát Moses Ritooraliay

MOSES
(Brain O'Higgins)
The policeman walked out, oh, so proud on his
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 me your name," says 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 Moses Ri-tooral-i-ooral-i-ay."
Now, the it came on and it lasted a week.
One judge said 'twas 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 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." 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 works our strset;
He was a policeman, the pride of his beat.
And he moans all the night and he all the day,
Singing," Ri-tootal-i-ooral-i-ay. "
This reflects on the period when the Irish language was
outlawed in the inability of the police to speak, or
even the language presented enforcement problems.
Briscoe was mayor. He was Jewish. (As the story
goes, "only in America."
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