Luyện nghe bài hát Water Is All Right In Tay

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