Luyện nghe bài hát Sing You Sinners

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

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

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

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

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

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

But remember 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 little too
Still, it is true, got breath for such a limited time
What, are ya stupid, ya
think to sing was a crime

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

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

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

Before the band let ya sing, sing with Fletcher Henderson
You've got to get self to swing like the Bean or Satch
So your horn can blow, a single 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 horn and take a bow, so that you're swinging like the
Pythagoras would be so of us