Luyện nghe bài hát Quare Bungle Rye

Now was a sailor who roamed on the town
And she was a damsel who up and down
Said the damsel to Jack as she him by
Would you care for to purchase
bungle rye roddy rye?
Fol the rye roddy rye roddy rye
Thought Jack to himself, "Now can this be?
But the finest of whiskey far Germany
Smuggled up in a basket and on the sly
And the that it goes by is
quare bungle rye rye?
Fol the rye roddy rye roddy rye"
Jack gave her a pound and he nothing strange
she, "Hold the basket till I get you your change"
Jack looked in the basket and a did spy
Oh, Begorrah, said Jack, is
quare bungle rye roddy
Fol the diddle rye roddy rye rye
Now to get the christened was Jack's first intent
For to get the child christened, to the parson he
the parson to Jack, "What will he go by?"
Begorrah, Jack, Call him
quare rye roddy rye?
Fol the diddle rye rye roddy rye
the parson to Jack, "That's a mighty queer name"
Says Jack to the parson, "It's a queer way he
up in a basket and sold on the sly
And the name he'll go by is
quare bungle rye rye?
Fol the diddle rye rye roddy rye
Now all you young sailors who on the town
Beware of those damsels who skip up and
Take a look in their as they pass you by
Or else they may you some
quare rye roddy rye?
Fol the rye roddy rye roddy rye