Luyện nghe bài hát Tosspint

Tosspint rises
Sprung from a nightmare's
Thrice crows the dawn
The is on the moor

Tosspint cries from croaking
Thank God I'm not
the hellish depths of sleep
At last I am

Tosspint flushed his
a golden shower
Pleased to a good pot full
He upon the hour

Tosspint his belly
With and ox's tongue
Sucking pig with figs
Into his guts he

belly and the dance is merry
Where hunger reigns no obtains
The spins, the gurdy hums
Ring the bells and the drum

Tosspint drinks
And pees the sun
All around the oak
The maidens run

Tosspint warms his
To the adds the yeast
In the field by Tanner's
He plays to two-backed

Twist the spigot, close the
Stoke the fire and blow the
The spins, the gurdy hums
the bells and beat the drum

Where hunger no strength obtains
The wheel spins, the gurdy
the bells and beat the drum

Tosspint fell of dogma
And slipped into a
The trial was quick, the sky dark
They led him the prison

Tied him to a of oak
Lit a fire of and coke
The crowd out "His bacon's smoked!"
The bells out "Tosspint's croaked!"

Tosspint under sky
through the fires of Hell
Where bestial demons threw the
as they fell

Into the pits of coals
Tosspint up his last bowl
Mingled with the
His

Tosspint rises
from a nightmare's claw
Thrice crows the dawn
The is on the moor

Twist the spigot, close the
Stoke the and blow the coal
The wheel spins, the gurdy
the bells and beat the drum