Luyện nghe bài hát The wedding

The father who sired her handed her
the crack-handed orchestra
The bride and the groom stood
as the wedding was made

She lifted her veil as the groom kissed her
and all did to be well
But the driver heard every harsh whisper
as they drove to the country

In the Grand ballroom the guests were assembling
the like tapwater flowed
The men wearing top hats, and fop and top coats
the women in bustles and
The bride jealous sister sat alone in her
and as the couple came in
The maitre-de and said lease take your places,
the Banquet is to begin?
The street doors burst open and an army of
swept in bearing and trays
Fiddlers and clowns from table to table
amid smoke and cigarette haze
saw the best man as he secretly winked
at the bride jealous it seemed
And then cried out aiter, Bring me more
and more Marilyn Monroe
When the wine had been poured and the were cleared
the toasts and the speeches
The and groom cut the cake, everyone cheered!
then all eyes fell on the man.
He off his chair, and he licked his cracked lips
and in a voice cold and dry
he tricked and hijacked him, guilt she trapped him
day is a sham and a lie?
Her father up with a curse and a roar
and slew the man in the head
The groom cried laggard!?and with a flash of his
his father-in-law fell down
The bride ran screaming in floods of bright
and collapsed at the of the stairs
Where her was waiting with scissors and shears
and off every inch of her hair.

Up on the roof sat fat crows, the moon rose low in the west.
the was arrested still in his wedding clothes
And in his pants and his vest
the bald-headed bought a ticket to Spain
And with a wig-makers son
her jealous mad sister, riven with shame
a nun!