Luyện nghe bài hát TATTLER

(Ry Titelman/Washington Phillips)

you find a man that loves every woman he sees,
There's some kind of woman that's a-puttin' him up a tree.
Now that kind of man, he got as much sense as a mule.
You know, everyone don't love you, just a-playin' you for a fool

Mmmm, oh, no,
not hard for you to understand.
True can be such a sweet harmony
If you do the that you can.

If you marry the wrong kind of and you get where you can't agree,
Well, you just as well get your hat and let that woman be.
But a man oughta make a good and quit tryin' to lead a fast life.
Goin' about dressin' up other women won't put clothes on his own

Well, there's lots of good who wants to marry, and they want to live well at home.
But they're 'fraid they'll might get hold of a rowdy man, can't let women alone.
And lots of good men wants to marry, and they wants to live well at home.
But every time turn their back, there's another man there askin', "Darlin', is he gone?"