Luyện nghe bài hát Sing You Sinners

Once a mockingbird, dig, he was overheard,
out a word, I, to a cattle heard, heard

All you bovine dig what I'm layin' down!
All you sinners everything, everything
Let the and the harmony ring, let it ring
Lift up to heaven and sing, ring a ding
you sinners won't you sway and swing, what a thing

Start with clappin' your hands all about, all
Don't be silent, let the Lord you shout, shout it out
And just let the come out of your snout
Sing you sinners you sway and swing, check it out

Dig the of what I mean in a world where there's no music
Old scratch Satan his kicks, he's up to his tricks
He'll be up and down the banks
Of that river

You're so baby, and you're depraved, you can rave
It's apparent that you have misbehaved, to grave
But if you should be saved, just behave
a listen now to the bird

Stop all that chewin' curd and all that standin' in the mud there
Swing people! every chortle from your mortal, portal
I know that everyone believes that cattle are like a sneeze
Hard blowin', one lick of blowin' talent to show
If you sing, you swing

But that the day will come when you
Will be just steak on a plate, folks, you know it's
So dig the music of the of sphere
your swing arrives too late

That's a too dark
Still, it is true, we've got breath for such a limited
What, are ya stupid, ya
You'd think to sing was a

In defense now, hence now, comes Adele Mccluck
Mrs. Mockingbird, I must say you heard
Of the friendly swing of our friends the cows
As they shed their way from Tea to Fuller

Instead of spendin' day just sneakin' around
To live another lick, these cats work on their cow
So they get up to blow
They blow a fatter bone into the ozone

And furthermore, you tweety-birds are always away
Never givin' up a thought of you say
We cows do shedding takes up of our day
So when we start settlin' to play, we say
A moo is an array of what we've known to be
The best and way to play, what we mean to say is

Before the will let ya sing, sing with Fletcher Henderson
got to get your self to swing like the Bean or Satch
So horn can blow, a single note or two of deeper thinking
That's the way to

So set your upon a tone when you're shedding all alone
And you will have a like the bass trombone
Blow your and take a bow, so that you're swinging like the cows
would be so proud of us