Luyện nghe bài hát Tattler

Whenever you a man
Who loves woman he sees
always some kind of woman
That's putting him up a

And kind of man he ain't got
As much as a mule
'Cause you know all those women, they love him,
They're playin' him for a

Ah ah ah, oh no, it's not hard for you to
True love can be sweet harmony
If you do the best you can

If you the wrong kind of woman
And get to where you breath,
You just as well go get hat
And let that be

And men ought'a make husbands
And quite trying to the fast life
Goin' out, up, every other woman
put clothes on his own wife

Ah ah ah, oh no, it's not hard for you to
True love can be such harmony
If you do the that you can

Now there're lots of good who want to marry
And a good life at home
But they're afraid get hold of a rowdy man
Won't leave other women

And there're lots of good men who to marry
And live a good life at
But everytime turn their back
a man sayin; "Honey, has he gone?"

Ah ah ah, oh no, not hard for you to understand
True love can be such harmony
If you do the that you can