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 and the harmony ring, let it ring
arms up to heaven and sing, ring a ding
Sing you sinners won't you and swing, what a thing

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

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

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

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 prodigies are 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
Before your swing too late

That's a too dark
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, hence now, comes Adele Mccluck
Mrs. Mockingbird, I say you haven't heard
Of the bellowing swing of our friends the cows
As they shed way from Tea garden to Fuller

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

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

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

So set your mind upon a tone 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
would be so proud of us