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

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Roosevelt been betrayed
Said over there
I it was me
Here's a place for you
And here's a little where you can die
There's a in the corner
really love to sing for you
Feel to sing along
Well I hear she a pretty song, I do
But I might be wrong
And every he thinks of her
Something kind of wonderful comes into mind
It ain't over till over
It over till she sings her song
But Roosevelt I might be

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

And the fat lady sings with the grace of an
As Roosevelt devises his
As her voice music, the music the waltz
Which was over it began
But it was already
But it was already

Singing Obi Wan we've been
someone over there I think it was you
Here's a place for you
And a little house where you can die
Cause there's a in the corner
Who'd really to sing for you
Feel to sing along
Well I hear she a pretty song, I do
Roosevelt I be wrong
And time he thinks of her
short of wonderful comes right into mind
It ain't over till it's
It ain't over she sings her song
But Roosevelt I be wrong

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

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

And the fat lady sings the grace of an angel
Roosevelt devises his
As her voice becomes music, the music the
Which was over it began