Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Got Trouble

Well, you're closing your eyes
To a situation you do now to acknowledge
Or you are not aware of the caliber of disaster
By the of a pool table in your community.
Ya got trouble, my friend, here,
I say, trouble right in River City.
Why I'm a billiard player,
mighty proud I say
I'm mighty proud to say it.
I consider that the hours I
With a cue in my are golden.
Help you horse sense
And a cool and a keen eye.
Never take and try to
An iron-clad to yourself
a three-reail billiard shot?
But as I say,
It takes judgement, brains, and maturity to
In a game,
I say that any kin take
And shove a in a pocket.
And call that sloth.
The big step on the road
To the depths of
I say, first, medicinal wine a teaspoon,
Then from a bottle.
An' the next ya know,
Your son is for money
In a suit.
And list'nin to big out-a-town Jasper
Hearin' him tell about gamblin'.
Not a trottin' race, no!
But a race where they set down on the horse!
to see some stuck-up jockey'boy
Sittin' on Dan Patch? Make your blood
Well, I say.
Friends, lemme you what I mean.
Ya got one, two, three, four, five, six in a table.
that mark the diff'rence
Between a and a b__,
With a "B,"
And that rhymes "P" and that stands for pool!
And all long your River City
Youth'll be away,
I say your men'll be frittern!
Frittern away their noontime, suppertime, too!
Get the in the pocket,
mind gittin' Dandelions pulled
Or the door patched or the beefsteak pounded.
Never mind pumpin' any
'Til your parents are caught with the Cistern
On a Saturday night and trouble,
Oh, yes we got lots and a' trouble.
I'm of the kids in the knickerbockers,
Shirt-tail young ones, peekin' in the
window after school, look, folks!
Right in River City.
Trouble a capital "T"
And that with "P" and that stands for pool!
Now, I know all you are the right kinda parents.
I'm be perfectly frank.
Would ya like to know what kinda goes
On while they're around that Hall?
They're tryin' out Bevo, out cubebs,
Tryin' out Mades like Cigarette Feends!
And braggin' all
How they're gonna up a tell-tale breath with Sen-Sen.
One night, they leave the pool hall,
Headin' for the at the Arm'ry!
Libertine men and women!
And Rag-time, music
grab your son and your daughter
With the arms of a animal instink!
Mass-staria!
Friends, the idle is the devil's playground!

Trouble, oh we got trouble,
Right in River City!
a capital "T"
That rhymes "P"
And that for Pool,
stands for pool.
We've got trouble!
Right in River City,
here!
Gotta out a way
To keep the young ones after school!
Trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble...

Mothers of City!
the warning before it's too late!
Watch for the tell-tale of corruption!
The moment son leaves the house,
Does he rebuckle his knickerbockers the knee?
Is there a nicotine stain on his index
A dime novel in the corn crib?
Is he starting to jokes from Capt.
Billy's Whiz
Are certain words creeping into his
Words 'swell?"
And your old man?"
Well, if so my friends,
Ya got trouble,
Right in River city!
a capital "T"
And rhymes with "P"
And stands for Pool.
We've got trouble!
Right in River City!
Remember the Maine, Plymouth Rock and the Rule!
Oh, got trouble.
in terrible, terrible trouble.
That with the fifteen numbered b____ is a devil's tool!
Oh yes we got trouble, trouble, trouble!
With a "T"! Gotta it with "P"!
And stands for Pool!!!