Luyện nghe bài hát The Waltz of Roosevelt and the Fat Lady

Roosevelt we've betrayed
Said someone there
I it was me
Here's a place for you
And here's a little house you can die
There's a lady in the
really love to sing for you
Feel free to sing
Well I she sings a pretty song, I do
But I might be wrong
And every time he of her
Something kind of wonderful comes right into
It ain't till it's over
It ain't over till she her song
But Roosevelt I be wrong

We can try and make out of you
Maybe in a or two
Cause my heart's getting tired and my getting cold
I we don't ever get old
it funny how we're all getting old
Ain't it how we're all getting old
And the fat lady get old
Ain't it funny how all getting old

And the fat lady sings the grace of an angel
As Roosevelt devises his
As her voice music, the music the waltz
was over before it began
But it was done
But it was done

Singing Obi Wan been betrayed
someone over there I think it was you
Here's a little for you
And a little house where you can die
there's a lady in the corner
Who'd really love to for you
Feel free to along
Well I hear she sings a song, I do
I might be wrong
And every he thinks of her
Nothing short of wonderful comes into mind
It ain't over till it's
It ain't over till she sings her
But Roosevelt I might be

We can try and make out of you
Maybe in a or two
Cause my heart's getting tired and my toes getting
I hope we don't get old

(tell me the story....tell me, tell...)
Ain't it funny how all getting old
Ain't it funny how all getting old (tell me the story)
And the fat doesn't get old (tell me the tale)
Ain't it how we're all getting old (tell me the story)

And the fat lady sings with the grace of an
Roosevelt his plan
As her voice becomes music, the music the
Which was before it began