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 milk nine times a day.
The Scotsman sips his toddy.
You can you wine and keep your tea!
My curse on him that me coffee!
I'll porter, if I may.
It me feel content and happy.
Porter down with a laugh.
The have their aching livers.
is all right in tea,
For fish, and things that in rivers.
The man and the beggar, too,
The in the corner thinking.
If they'd enough to spend,
It's pints of they'd be drinking.
Porter quaffed with a laugh.
The gentry have their livers.
Water is all in tea,
For fish, and things that in rivers.
The miser hoards and his gold.
The bee collects the honey.
When that dead and cold,
else will kiss his money!
Porter down with a laugh.
The gentry have their livers.
is all right in tea,
For fish, and things swim in rivers.
Some go in for beads.
go in for chasing women.
The scholar stays at and reads.
Give me the glass porter in it.
Porter down with a laugh.
The gentry have aching livers.
Water is all in tea,
For fish, and things swim in rivers.