Luyện nghe bài hát Yessirree

I a magical place to get a taste
Of a little heaven on
just a watering hole but many a soul
Go to quench their thirst

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

It has cent draws
And that's because they only Tony two-bits
See Tony's joint and he makes it a point
To let every bum get lit

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

Each morning at eight it it's gates
For all of my and me
With our on the rail and our buckets of ale
We tell that no one believes

We and we cuss at the lives that left us
toast to our freedom with glee
It's called the moon tap room
Yessirree,

I sit tight each night 'til turn up the lights
Empty my one and leave
squint my eyes at the dawn in the sky
As walk by on the street

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