Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Got Trouble

Well, either you're closing eyes
To a situation you do now to acknowledge
Or you are not aware of the caliber of indicated
By the presence of a pool in your community.
Ya got trouble, my friend, here,
I say, trouble right in River City.
Why I'm a billiard player,
Certainly mighty I say
I'm mighty proud to say it.
I consider that the I spend
With a cue in my are golden.
Help you horse sense
And a head and a keen eye.
take and try to give
An iron-clad leave to
From a billiard shot?
But as I say,
It judgement, brains, and maturity to score
In a game,
I say that any b___ kin
And shove a in a pocket.
And they that sloth.
The first big step on the
To the of deg-ra-Day--
I say, first, wine from a teaspoon,
Then from a bottle.
An' the next ya know,
son is playin' for money
In a suit.
And list'nin to some big Jasper
Hearin' him about horse-race gamblin'.
Not a trottin' race, no!
But a race where they set right on the horse!
to see some stuck-up jockey'boy
Sittin' on Dan Make your blood boil?
Well, I say.
Friends, lemme you what I mean.
Ya got one, two, three, four, five, six in a table.
Pockets that the diff'rence
a gentlemen and a b__,
With a "B,"
And that with "P" and that stands for pool!
And all week long River City
Youth'll be away,
I say young men'll be frittern!
Frittern away noontime, suppertime, choretime too!
Get the in the pocket,
Never mind gittin' pulled
Or the screen patched or the beefsteak pounded.
mind pumpin' any water
'Til your are caught with the Cistern empty
On a Saturday and that's 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 here in City.
with a capital "T"
And that rhymes "P" and that stands for pool!
Now, I know all you folks are the right parents.
I'm gonna be frank.
Would ya like to know what kinda goes
On while they're loafin' around Hall?
They're tryin' out Bevo, out cubebs,
Tryin' out Mades like Cigarette Feends!
And all about
How they're gonna cover up a tell-tale breath Sen-Sen.
One fine night, they the pool hall,
for the dance at the Arm'ry!
Libertine men and women!
And Rag-time, music
grab your son and your daughter
With the arms of a jungle instink!
Mass-staria!
Friends, the idle is the devil's playground!

Trouble, oh we got trouble,
Right here in City!
a capital "T"
That with "P"
And that for Pool,
stands for pool.
We've got trouble!
here 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 sign of corruption!
The moment your son the house,
Does he his knickerbockers below the knee?
Is there a nicotine stain on his index
A dime hidden in the corn crib?
Is he starting to memorize jokes Capt.
Billy's Bang?
Are certain words into his conversation?
like 'swell?"
And 'so's old man?"
Well, if so my friends,
Ya got trouble,
here in River city!
With a "T"
And that rhymes "P"
And stands for Pool.
surely got trouble!
Right here in City!
Remember the Maine, Rock and the Golden Rule!
Oh, got trouble.
in terrible, terrible trouble.
That game with the numbered b____ is a devil's tool!
Oh yes we got trouble, trouble, trouble!
With a "T"! Gotta it with "P"!
And that for Pool!!!