Luyện nghe bài hát Quare Bungle Rye

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