Luyện nghe bài hát Jack

Jack was really a
Who held his one good eye on the
And sat the king beside her
He's his sword up and down with every scene
And the in the corner
Catching peanuts his teeth
And the dogs lying in the shadow in the
There's one good dog sleeping filled good ol' dog dreams

He slipped to the wizard
Whispered deep, to the bottom of his ear
A little joke, the one about the daughter
How she was stomping on grapes, up with blue feet and beer
And he slipped behind the
Where the fools go the don't mind
Lately the king's (k)nights have a little rusty
And his halo - I mean his crown - has gone and slipped around his eyes

The in the corner
Pulling lizards his knees
And the dog he long gone
Gone to pitch for the team
Fifty-two, I mean bicycles on the wall
to ride, ready to ride until the last of them falls
Jack's been cooking in the
up some biscuits for us all
For us all, For us all
Ready to ride, to ride, ride