Luyện nghe bài hát Pine Tar Wars

Well, the Street Journal and The New York Times
Carried the story in BIG
How City George was robbed that day
When Tar Baby Billy took his bat

It was two men out in the top a' the
It was one a' classic settin's
The Goose on the in that Big Apple town
And George is up there

As the crowd "Goose!"
He it loose
With and smoke and ash
George it deep
In the field seats
Another crash

As he rounded third and he headed on
Was a gleam in eye
wondered "What's he up to now?
"I know this real sly."

Billy grabbed the bat as both sat
In awe upon the
Says, "There ya are! That pine tar!
"An' a whole lot more'n eighteen inches!"

Tar Billy can you hear our song?
Did you cry about the game night?
Cry Baby Billy tell us all what's
All you wanna do is
You like a child, dirt on the umpire's shoes
That's the way you've always
So now gonna take that pine tar rag
And rub it in your face

So Tim thought it through, and he the crew
Then bat in hand, he shouted
"You're out! The home run just count!
"I'm gonna have ta it!"

Well, the sky was and the day was hot
But George was even
'Till Lee got wise, and "Hey, you guys!
"This claim a-gonna hold water."

Tar Billy can you hear our song?
Did you cry about the game night?
Cry Billy tell us all what's wrong?
All you wanna do is
You like a child, dirt on the umpire's shoes
That's the way always been
So now we're take that pine tar rag
And rub it in face again

Well, the fans was riled and was filed
To create a long
Then team, apparently,
Was just to play

Now the stage was set and bet
he had the upper hand
But Billy was fooled when the big ruled
"You gonna play game, as planned!"

Well, Tar Baby Billy can you hear our
Did you cry about the game last
Cry Billy tell us all what's wrong?
All you do is fight
You like a child, kickin' on the umpire's shoes
That's the way you've been
So now we're gonna that pine tar rag
And rub it in your face

With (notarized)
That had touched 'em all
The umpire said, "We a ahead.
"Gonna put an end to Ball."

"We done heard the for Billy Ball
"We ain't never hear it again
"Just like the for Billy's Beer
"When the was in."

Now the they played that summer day
Won't be for the scores
But the that have happened since
Will be as TAR WARS

Tar Baby can you hear our song?
Did you cry about the last night?
Cry Baby Billy tell us all what's
All you do is fight
You like a child, dirt on the umpire's shoes
That's the way always been
So now we're gonna that pine tar rag
And rub it in your face