Luyện nghe bài hát Pumpkin Pie

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

He made a most pumpkin pie,
he presented to the passersby.
Before the sun set be all but dry.
would buy the whole supply.

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

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

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

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

The King was angry and he unwound.
He called his men, and the merchant found
in a torture chamber underground.
Tied and bound, he and frowned.

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

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