Luyện nghe bài hát The Laird of Inversnecky

"I think I'd rather sleep with her with no on than you in your best suit"
I said to my dummy at the Winter Gardens, Rothesay, of Bute
While the manager, praying for rain, watched the £50 clouds
in
Knowing if it rained get the crowds
Knowing if it we'd get the crowds

Born in Greenock, 'the Drole' was known to all
Worked in the mines and the but ended up in music hall
Maidie played the accordion, she was 'the Doll'
We bring the hoose doon, nae bother at a'!

It all seems yesterday, though you weren't alive
The Panopticon, the Trongate, 1935
In the name of the wee man, comes Funny Clive
God, it made you to be alive

It's the Laird of Inversnecky here, aye you ken me
With ma cast of frae places that are nearly real
Cold today! Aye! That's why we're by the
come
To the Aberdeen Beach
Every night is fun!

I began as the tea boy, became the canny Scot
a chimney sweep on a ladder to very top
Synonymous for many with my character
The Reverend I.M. Jolly, the morose

The comedians that you may see today
Where'd they get their for remarkable mimicry?
It's to see, it came from me, I saw them scribbling away
They all like crazy at my "hoity-toity ladies"

"The flag at the castle is mast high
Let's all go down to for a wee cup of tea"

It's the Laird of Inversnecky here, back to make you
The Portobello pierrots, they compete
At the Aberdeen Beach Pavilion, sixteen bloody years run
And every single night of been fun!
single bloody night's been fun!