Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Got Trouble

Well, either you're closing your
To a you do now wish 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 here in City.
Why I'm a billiard player,
Certainly mighty I say
I'm always mighty to say it.
I consider that the hours I
a cue in my hand are golden.
Help you cultivate horse
And a head and a keen eye.
Never and try to give
An iron-clad leave to
From a billiard shot?
But as I say,
It takes judgement, brains, and to score
In a game,
I say that any b___ kin
And shove a in a pocket.
And they call sloth.
The first big step on the
To the depths of
I say, first, wine from a teaspoon,
Then beer 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 horse-race gamblin'.
Not a trottin' race, no!
But a race they set down right on the horse!
Like to see stuck-up jockey'boy
Sittin' on Dan Make your blood boil?
Well, I say.
Friends, lemme tell you I mean.
Ya got one, two, three, four, five, six in a table.
Pockets that the diff'rence
Between a and a b__,
a capital "B,"
And that rhymes with "P" and stands for pool!
And all week long your River
Youth'll be away,
I say your men'll be frittern!
Frittern their noontime, suppertime, choretime too!
Get the in the pocket,
Never mind gittin' Dandelions
Or the screen door patched or the pounded.
Never mind any water
'Til parents are caught with the Cistern empty
On a night and that's trouble,
Oh, yes we got and lots a' trouble.
I'm of the kids in the knickerbockers,
Shirt-tail young ones, peekin' in the
Hall window school, look, folks!
here in River City.
Trouble with a "T"
And that rhymes with "P" and stands for pool!
Now, I know all you folks are the kinda parents.
I'm gonna be frank.
Would ya to know what kinda conversation goes
On while they're around that Hall?
They're tryin' out Bevo, out cubebs,
Tryin' out Tailor Mades like Feends!
And all about
How they're gonna up a tell-tale breath with Sen-Sen.
One fine night, they leave the hall,
Headin' for the at the Arm'ry!
men and Scarlet women!
And Rag-time, shameless
grab your son and your daughter
With the arms of a animal instink!
Mass-staria!
Friends, the brain is the devil's playground!

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

Mothers of City!
Heed the warning it's too late!
Watch for the tell-tale of corruption!
The your son leaves the house,
Does he rebuckle his knickerbockers below the
Is there a nicotine stain on his index
A dime novel in the corn crib?
Is he starting to jokes from Capt.
Whiz Bang?
Are certain creeping 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 rhymes with "P"
And that for Pool.
We've got trouble!
Right in River City!
Remember the Maine, Plymouth and the Golden Rule!
Oh, got trouble.
in terrible, terrible trouble.
That game 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!!!