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

When I was a little boy
My grandmother me a cute little toy
bells hanging on a string
She me it was my ding-a-ling-a-ling

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 me the Golden Rule
But when the choir would and sing
I'd sit there and with my ding-a-ling-a-ling

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Then mama me to Grammar school
But I off in the vestibule
Every time that bell would
Catch me with my ding-a-ling

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

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

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This here song it so sad
The cutest song you ever had
of you who will not sing
You must be playing with own ding-a-ling