Luyện nghe bài hát The Coconut Counting Man

Harry Bellafonte: Down Bahama 'neath the stand-up palm
On an called Green Turtle Key,
People sit and stare at the man there
coconuts night and day.
You'll find him in a cape in the island sun,
Got no time to 'til his counting's done
Never gets depressed 'cause having fun,
He's the Coconut Man
everybody now

Count: I'm the Counting Man

HB:

Birds: He's the Coconut Man

HB: him count now

Count: One, two, three...oh oh yeah, four five six seven, I it, wonderful coconuts!

HB: A-ha, Wonderful!
When the breeze blows the nuts from the trees
Everybody spies while he's
Oh they and smile 'cause his coconut pile
Is growing big as a
Sure as stars are bright, and deep
He'd rather all night than go to bed and sleep
He counts coconuts of sheep
the Coconut Counting Man
Tell the

Count: I'm the Counting Man

HB: now

Birds: He's the Counting Man

HB: him count

16, 17, 18, 19, yes, 20, ha ha! I love these coconuts!

HB: Big numbers! Uh-huh. Wonderful!
I got his name, don't know from where he came
But there's one thing is true
No coconut too big for him to count
You can on him to count for you
now

Count: One and two, four five,
wonderful to be alive!
Yes, I'm so proud as proud can be that
the Coconut Counting Man

HB: now

Birds: the Coconut Counting Man
He's the Coconut Man
He's the Coconut Man

HB: Let's it, Count

Count: Yes, oh, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30 ha ha ha!

HB: Ah, a lot of coconuts!

Yes

HB: Yes sir, I the island's sinking!

Count: Ah, we to find a bigger island anyway.

HB: Yes, but I've got you, so what else

Count: Ha ha ha! eat.

HB: Oh, you, Count, I love you so much.