Luyện nghe bài hát Saint Huck

1]
Born of the
Born of its ever-changing, never-changing murky
Oh riverboat just along through the great great greasy city
Huck like a Saint, upon its deck
If ya catch a Saint
Then bait ya hook, let's a walk...

O come to me!, O come to me!' is what the dirty
Say to Huck...
Woah-woah, woah!
Woah-woah, woah!
Huck! Huck!

2]
Straight in the arms of the city goes
Down the beckonin' of op-po-tunity
Whistling his river-song...
And a nigger at the piano
Buts a sinister blooo lilt into that
Huck senses wrong!
wail in the city
And turn to putty
And Ol' Man got a bone to pick!
And our boy's got a bone to suck!

He go, woah-woah, woah!
Woah-woah, woah!
Huck! Huck!

3]
The mo-o-o-on, its huge eye
Watches the city contract
Twist and cripple and
Saint Huck goes on a now
Huck goes on a dog's-leg now
You the story!
Ya wake up one and you find you're a thug
Blowing smoke rings in some
Ya fingers hot and itching, ya ya knuckles
Ya bull bristling...
Still he ventures on whistling
And reckons Huckleberry's time is up

O woah woah!
Huck!
O woah woah!
Huck! Huck!

4]
Yonder go Huck, pocket-watch an' wallet gone
Skin his skeleton
No wonder he gets thinner, with his cold'n'skinny dinners!
Saint Huck-a-Saint Elvis, Saint Elvis
O you recall the song ya used to
Shifting the river-trade on that ol'
is but a dream!
But ya traded in the Mighty ol' man
For the ol' Man Latrine!
The brothel
The hustle'n'the and the green-backs rustle
And all the
And the
And the two dollar
O o o ya outta luck, ya outta

Huck! Huck!

5]
This is the of deception
to the heart of despair
Huck whistles like he just don't
But in the pocket of the jacket is a
Lead pellets in there
Up!
Now Huck whistles and he
And he down there
See ya huck, luck
A smoke ring hovers his head
And the rats and the dogs and the men all
And put a through his eye
And the drip and the drip and the drip of the cryin'
And Saint Huck hears his own Mississippi just rollin' by him

Saint Huck! Huck! Saint Huck!


Saint Huck! Huck! Saint Huck!