Luyện nghe bài hát Pumpkin Pie

There lived a in the days of old
who is for the things he sold.
No silly silver, bronze or gold.
So I'm told, so I'm told.

He made a delicious pumpkin pie,
which he to the passersby.
the sun set he'd be all but dry.
Folks buy the whole supply.

He lived (he lived alone)
and every night he sat a throne of pumpkin pie.
I do not his name (he'd never say his name).
He never wanted all the fame that came pumpkin pie.

Before you it he was in full swing.
His pumpkin became the next big thing.
he was called upon to feed the King.
And they'd sing, the King

The pie of pumpkin the King with glee.
He a castle for the recipe, but...
the merchant even give it up for three.
No not he, no not he.

He lived (he lived alone)
and every night he sat a throne of pumpkin pie.
I do not his name (he'd never say his name).
He never wanted all the fame that with pumpkin pie.

The King was angry and he unwound.
He called his men, and soon the found
himself in a torture underground.
and bound, he sighed and frowned.

And so they tortured him for and day.
They made him scream so much his turned gray, but--
as for the recipe, he not say.
They could not flay his away.

He lived alone (he alone)
and night he sat upon a throne of pumpkin pie.
I do not his name (he'd never say his name).
He never wanted all the pain that came pumpkin pie.