Luyện nghe bài hát Song of Foot

Sometimes when I am it
And my mind doesn't have my best interests in
Doesn't have my best in mind
To times like these my feet, they speak and sing
they do so better than can my hand

'Cos when I play any regular sort of
a [Incomprehensible] or a waltz or a jig or aria
Or on bibe or polka
My feet will have nothing to do it's a time
No, my feet will have nothing to do it's a proper

when I am worth it
And my mind doesn't have my best interests in
Doesn't have my best in mind
To times like these that my feet, speak and sing
'Cos they do so better than can my

Let them their heady opinions though
And you'll hear oil and butter, oil and
Lots of oil and some butter, oil and