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

Start clappin' your hands 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 won't you sway and swing, check it out

Dig the drift of what I in a world where there's no music
Old scratch Satan gets his kicks, 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 your
But if you wanna be saved, just behave
a listen now to the bird

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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