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

Start with clappin' your hands all about, all
Don't be silent, let the hear you shout, shout it out
And just let the music come out of snout
Sing you won't 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 up and down the banks
Of river Styx

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

Stop all that chewin' curd and all that standin' in the mud there
Swing people! Swing every chortle your mortal, portal
I that 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
be just steak on a plate, folks, you know it's fate
So dig the music of the swing of
Before your swing arrives too

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, here comes Mccluck
Mrs. Mockingbird, I must say you heard
Of the friendly bellowing swing of our friends the
As they shed their way from Tea to Fuller

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

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

the band will 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 note or two of deeper thinking
That's the way to

So set your mind upon a 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 be so proud of us