Luyện nghe bài hát Yessirree

I a magical place to get a taste
Of a little heaven on
It's just a watering but many a soul
Go there to quench their

When my dry there's nowhere
That I can think of I'd be
It's called the blue tap room
Yessirree,

It has thirty draws
And that's they only cost Tony two-bits
See it's Tony's joint and he makes it a
To let poor bum get lit

He's a Patron Saint and he won't hesitate
To fix you some supper for
It's the Blue Moon Tap Room
Yessirree,

Each morning at eight it opens gates
For all of my and me
With our foots on the and our buckets of ale
We tell stories that no one

We spit and we at the lives that left us
Then toast to our with glee
It's called the blue moon tap
Yessirree,

I sit tight night 'til they turn up the lights
Empty my last one and
Then squint my at the dawn in the sky
As people by on the street

God only knows where it is go
But only one place for me
And that's where you'll me
'Cause it's called the Moon Tap Room
Yessirree,