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 drop everything,
Let the melody and the ring, let it ring
Lift arms up to and sing, ring a ding
Sing you sinners won't you and swing, what a thing

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

Dig the drift of what I mean in a where there's no music
Old scratch Satan gets his kicks, up to his tricks
be laughing up and down the banks
Of that Styx

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

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

But remember that the day come when you
Will be just steak on a plate, folks, you know fate
So dig the music of the swing of
your swing arrives too late

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

In defense now, hence now, here comes Adele
Mrs. Mockingbird, I say you haven't heard
Of the bellowing swing of our friends the cows
As they shed their way from Tea to Fuller

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

And furthermore, you are always singin' away
givin' up a thought of what you say
We cows do shedding up most of our day
So when we settlin' to play, we could say
A moo is an array of what always known to be
The and only way to play, what we mean to say is

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

So set your mind upon a tone when you're shedding all
And you will have a cornerstone like the bass
Blow your horn and a bow, so that you're swinging like the cows
Pythagoras be so proud of us