Luyện nghe bài hát Water Is All Right In Tay

(S. McGrath)
The French drink wine, the tea.
The Yankee his hot black coffee.
The child drinks nine times a day.
The Scotsman his whiskey toddy.
You can keep you wine and your tea!
My on him that brings me coffee!
drink porter, if I may.
It me feel content and happy.
Porter down with a laugh.
The gentry have their livers.
Water is all in tea,
For fish, and things swim in rivers.
The man and the beggar, too,
The poet in the thinking.
If money enough to spend,
It's of porter they'd be drinking.
Porter quaffed down a laugh.
The have their aching livers.
is all right in tea,
For fish, and things swim in rivers.
The miser and stores his gold.
The bee the summer honey.
When miser's dead and cold,
Someone else will his money!
Porter quaffed with a laugh.
The gentry have aching livers.
Water is all in tea,
For fish, and things swim in rivers.
Some go in for beads.
go in for chasing women.
The scholar at home and reads.
Give me the glass with in it.
Porter quaffed down a laugh.
The gentry have their livers.
Water is all in tea,
For fish, and things that in rivers.