Luyện nghe bài hát The Bear And The Butcher Boy

Wrapped up in brown paper, tied up with string
He would as he went
he was happy, he would sing

Billy Batty was a boy, he rode a butcher's bike,
Down Dublin's dirty back streets at the dawning of
He loved a named Lucy, Lucy loved another lad,
A soldier tall and handsome, this made Billy sad

One day a circus to town it had a dancing bear,
Billy had to go for he knew she be there
The second he rode up he know something was awry,
The crowd was all a gallop, Yelling "Run you die!"

Well the bear was mad with hunger as he broke free from his
He hade through the big top when all at once he came,
Across the poor young Lucy, curled up on the ground,
The soldier boy was hiding he was nowhere to be

(Chorus)

Now Billy heard her screams and he knew at once what he do,
He took off on his trusty and to her aid he flew
He right up to the bear and threw a piece of meat,
The bear spun right around and he that beefy treat

He scarfed it down in one bite and looked up for some more
Round him circled, Billy trailing on the floor
Just out of he kept him, as he lured the beast away
The bear had got a taste, now young Billy was his prey

(Chorus)

(Break)

He sing-
times around the tent, the creature had stop,
He rested and he thought, he began to skip and hop
He a polka and a waltz to everyone's delight,
The crowd began to clap and at such a wondrous site

Billy tossed the bear a chop and a mighty t-bone steak
The dancing just got and the ground began to shake
He swallowed two turkeys, strings of sausages galore,
Then full, he gently lay down and began to loudly

Well the went wild with pleasure and to our hero Lucy ran,
She forgot the boy, now brave young Billy was her man
Now the moral of story is, if ya want to win your Lucy,
You better have a trusty bike and a sausage plump and
A plump and juicy

Wrapped up in brown paper, tied up with string,
Now he whistles,
Every day, every day he

Ah la la diddle dee dum di da

And every day, every day he

La da du diddle dee dum di da
Dum di di dum di doo...

You've
Chitterlings and wings,
Liver, or tail,
Gizzards, or marrowbone,
Game-hen, or quail

There's trotters, t-bone, legs or
Brisket, or jowl,
Partridge, and turkey,
Pheasant, fowl

Rib Eye, or sirloin,
Topside, rump or
Bison, goat, and broiled
or Shank

pudding, bacon, rashers,
Scratchings, feet
Haggis, ham and bread
There's kind of meat

You've got shoulder, mutton,
A of lamb or chops,
Veil, venison, tripe,
And kidney, or hocks