Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad Of Mushroom Down

There was a I once heard tell
'Twas christened Mushroom
The folk who lived there loved it
And never left town
stayed there from the hour of birth
Until the day they
never cared for any earth
Except their Mushroom
They made their homes the caps
Of fungi wide and
And when came for tea perhaps
A neighbor came to
And while sat in shade serene
And cream and cakes
talked of things they'd never seen
Beyond the Mushroom
They did not wish to journey
They contented so
But the mossy banks somewhere
Lie they did not know
curious they grew by day
And still more so by
wondered if there were a way
To take a flight
Tormented by this new
More restless became
And many to conspire
On for a frame
A flying vehicle
Of mushroom and string
One proved astronautical
And built the very
And so the day arrived at
On which the plane should
The celebration far past
What they could best
But they folks of merry ways
And when the kegs were
In arose their gaze
And on the --- it rained
Now in the of the town
No soul had seen
A the likes of which poured down
Upon the Green
A gathering was betwixt
The elders late that
And even their votes unmixed:
"We must the flight!"
The through the land
Was more than could bear
For their own world, once so grand,
They did no care
To say the it was a shame
To see the act
As though they'd their hope, their flame
When their poor were sacked
But still the continued on
For more than fifty
Their mushroom was almost gone
dreamt of sunshine rays
And that's when began to cease
Their of other towns
If only this storm would
cherish Mushroom Downs
That night was spent in blackness
No star was to shine
But the morning broke their sleep
saw a sight divine
The was nowhere to be found
The sky was and clear
Hurrahs of joy for around
Were all that one could
And is more, the earth had sprung
New mushrooms
And hymns of praise were sung
And no one of flight
And so at the ballad ends
With sublime
And so the goes, my friends
That is, next time.