Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Got Trouble

Well, either you're closing eyes
To a situation you do now wish to
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, right here in River City.
Why sure I'm a player,
Certainly mighty I say
I'm always proud to say it.
I consider that the I spend
a cue in my hand are golden.
Help you cultivate sense
And a cool and a keen eye.
Never take and try to
An iron-clad leave to
From a 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 they that sloth.
The big step on the road
To the of deg-ra-Day--
I say, first, medicinal from a teaspoon,
Then from a bottle.
An' the thing ya know,
Your son is for money
In a suit.
And to some big out-a-town Jasper
Hearin' him about horse-race gamblin'.
Not a trottin' race, no!
But a race where set down right on the horse!
to see some stuck-up jockey'boy
Sittin' on Dan Patch? 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
Between a and a b__,
a capital "B,"
And that rhymes with "P" and that for pool!
And all week your River City
Youth'll be away,
I say your men'll be frittern!
away their noontime, suppertime, choretime too!
Get the in the pocket,
Never gittin' Dandelions pulled
Or the screen door or the beefsteak pounded.
mind pumpin' any water
'Til your parents are caught the Cistern empty
On a Saturday and that's trouble,
Oh, yes we got and lots a' trouble.
I'm thinkin' of the in the knickerbockers,
Shirt-tail young ones, in the pool
window after school, look, folks!
Right in River City.
with a capital "T"
And that with "P" and that stands for pool!
Now, I know all you folks are the right parents.
I'm be perfectly frank.
Would ya like to know what conversation goes
On while loafin' around that Hall?
They're out Bevo, tryin' out cubebs,
Tryin' out Tailor like Cigarette Feends!
And braggin' all
How they're gonna cover up a breath with Sen-Sen.
One night, they leave 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 animal instink!
Mass-staria!
Friends, the idle is the devil's playground!

Trouble, oh we got trouble,
Right in River City!
With a "T"
That with "P"
And that for Pool,
That for pool.
surely got trouble!
Right here in City,
here!
Gotta out a way
To keep the ones moral after school!
Trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble...

Mothers of City!
Heed the warning before too late!
Watch for the sign of corruption!
The moment son leaves the house,
Does he rebuckle his knickerbockers below the
Is there a nicotine stain on his index
A dime novel hidden in the crib?
Is he starting to jokes from Capt.
Billy's Bang?
Are certain words creeping into his
like 'swell?"
And 'so's old man?"
Well, if so my friends,
Ya got trouble,
Right here in 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 game with the numbered b____ is a devil's tool!
Oh yes we got trouble, trouble, trouble!
a "T"! Gotta rhyme it with "P"!
And that for Pool!!!