Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Adeline

Bumble Artie had a
On his birthday number
Which bad--in fact, it's fine
he asked nine swine to come at (?) for birthday cake and wine.

Except his mom, Adeline
Who went to at nine past nine
hated swine to drink her wine
(?)
So--he simply tell her

At past nine, the pigs and swine broke down the door
And gobbled and oinked nine grunts
And nine kinds of dirty stunts!

(The pigs throw dishes around, dance on the table, and pictures on the wall.)

The house looked a stinking sty,
And Artie had to cry
When all swine cried, "Cheers! Cheers! Cheers!
May Bumble live nine years!"

Which bad.
In fact, fine
Except, just then, Adeline,
Who finished at (half?) past nine
And home so she could dine
With Bumble on his nine
And found, instead, nine swine,
Began to shriek and shake and

"I'll give you 'til number nine to split!
Get lost! Vamoose! scram, or else I'll slice you into ham!"

(She holds up nine fingers, one at a time. As she up each one, a pig rushes out and slams the door.)

Nine times the slammed.

(Door once more.)

again.
"How odd," Adeline; "it's ten."
And then a cried, meek and humble,
"Please let me in. It's boy, Bumble."

So Adeline, that mom
Took in her Bumble
And kissed him nine times nine
isn't bad . . .
In fact, fine