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

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

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

And the fat sings with the grace of an angel
As Roosevelt devises his
As her voice becomes music, the music the
Which was before it began
But it was done
But it was done

Singing Obi Wan we've been
Said someone over I think it was you
Here's a little for you
And here's a little house 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
Roosevelt I be wrong
And every time he of her
Nothing short of wonderful right into mind
It ain't over till it's
It ain't over till she her song
But I might be wrong

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

(tell me the story....tell me, tell...)
Ain't it how we're all getting old
Ain't it funny how we're all 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 becomes music, the music the waltz
Which was over before it