Luyện nghe bài hát The Whiffenpoof Song

To the tables down at
To the place Louie dwells
To the dear old Temple bar we so well
Sing the Whiffenpoofs assembled with their glasses raised on
And the magic of their casts it's spell

Yes, the magic of singing of the songs we love so well
"Shall I Wasting" and "Mavourneen" and the
We will serenade our Louie while life and voice last
Then pass and be forgotten with the rest

We're poor little lambs who have our way
Baa, baa, baa
We're black sheep who have gone astray
Baa, baa, baa

Gentleman off on a spree
Doomed here to eternity
have mercy on such as we
Baa, baa, baa