Luyện nghe bài hát Seven Little Indians

There seven little Indians
Livin' in a house on Central Avenue
Gathered 'round daddy
Tellin' stories in the room

From a slightly unrealistic of view
was off yonder in the kitchen somewhere
Boiling up some hot water for them to all get up to their in

The seven little knew
If the rest of the tribe ever scrutinized their
Somehow it would not pass

Big chief on
And spun his tales of conquest
About the of his little band
Up to Alaska where the caribou run

See done time putting in telephone lines
For the during World War II
And even brought a picture of a frozen mastodon
For the little to see

And some and some sealskin gloves
And a with beads around the collar
His wife kept them in the
Underneath the Bays

And every once and a while get wound up
With one of his stories, he'd put all on
And dance around in that blue TV light
Like it was some campfire away

Well he stamped and he
But he could not stay warm in that living
And even the little Indians
they could feel the chill

And although everything worked
Out for the better in all of his
In that old brick house it felt like
was movin' in for the kill

Blazing like a
Shot the eyes of the seven little Indians
like an arrow
Shot [Incomprehensible] stronghold out in

Blazing like the sheets of dancing up in the sky
Up Anchorage
Blazing like a star down to the ground
Back again in Indiana

Now it finally got so quiet you hear a pin drop
started dropping like flies
The little Indian got sick and vanished
And the big chief went two years

And the mama the six little Indians up
The she could
To be housewives, musicians, and insurance
But they all this common denominator

You see, all the characters in the big chief's
Were named after the seven Indians
And I said, in his stories everything
worked out for the better

And now as I'm telling stuff to my own kids
Dancing around the TV light
Well, I I had those mukluks, those sealskin gloves
And that coat with beads around the