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 creatures dig what I'm layin' down!
All you sinners everything, everything
Let the melody and the harmony ring, let it
arms up to heaven and sing, ring a ding
Sing you sinners you sway and swing, what a thing

with clappin' your hands all about, all about
Don't be silent, let the hear 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 drift of what I mean in a where there's no music
Old scratch Satan gets his kicks, up to his tricks
He'll be laughing up and down the
Of that Styx

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

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

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

That's a little too
Still, it is true, we've got for such a limited time
What, are ya stupid, ya
think to sing was a crime

In defense now, hence now, here comes Adele
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

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

And furthermore, you tweety-birds are always singin'
givin' up a thought of what you say
We cows do takes up most of our day
So when we start to play, we could say
A moo is an array of what always known to be
The best and only way to play, what we to say is

Before the band let ya sing, sing with Fletcher Henderson
You've got to get your 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 have a cornerstone like the bass trombone
Blow your and take a bow, so that you're swinging like the cows
Pythagoras would be so of us