Luyện nghe bài hát Seven Little Indians

There were seven Indians
Livin' in a brick house on Central
Gathered 'round daddy
stories in the living room

From a unrealistic point of view
Momma was off yonder in the kitchen
Boiling up some hot water for them to all get up to necks in

The seven Indians knew
If the of the tribe ever scrutinized their household
it would not pass inspection

Big railed on
And spun his tales of conquest
the moving of his little band
Up to Alaska where the run free

See he'd time putting in telephone lines
For the during World War II
And even brought back a picture of a mastodon
For the Indians to see

And some mukluks and some sealskin
And a coat beads around the collar
His wife kept them in the
Underneath the Hudson

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

Well he and he hollered
But he could not stay warm in that room
And the seven little Indians
Well they feel the chill

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

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

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

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

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

You see, all the characters in the big chief's
Were after the seven little Indians
And like I said, in his stories
Always out for the better

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