Luyện nghe bài hát My Ding-a-ling-a-ling

When I was a biddy boy
My grandmother bought me a cute toy
Silver bells on a string
She told me it was my

I want you to play my ding-a-ling


I want you to play my ding-a-ling

Then mama me to Sunday school
They tried to teach me the Rule
But when the choir stand and sing
I'd sit and play with my ding-a-ling-a-ling

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Then mama took me to Grammar
But I stopped off in the
Every time that bell ring
Catch me playing my ding-a-ling

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Once I was the garden wall,
I slipped and had a fall
I so hard I heard birds ring,
But on to my ding-a-ling-a-ling

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Once I was swimming 'cross Turtle
Those turtles were snapping at my feet
Sure was hard swimming 'cross that
With hands holding my ding-a-ling-a-ling

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This here it ain't so sad
The little song you ever had
of you who will not sing
You must be playing your own ding-a-ling