Luyện nghe bài hát Moses Ritooraliay

MOSES
(Brain O'Higgins)
The policeman walked out, oh, so on his beat
When a came to him of stripes on his sleeve;
"Promotion," he whispered, "I'll try for today,
So its come me Mister Ri-tooral-i-ay."
"Come me your name," says the limb of the law
To the little fat man selling on the straw.
"What's that, Me name, sir? Why it's there on display
And Moses Ri-tooral-i-ooral-i-ay."
Now, the it came on and it lasted a week.
One judge said German; another, 'twas Greek-
"Prove lrish," said the policeman "and beyond it say nay;
And sit on it, Moses Ri-tooral-i-ay."
Now the stepped up there as stiff as a crutch.
"Are you or English or German or Dutch?"
"I'm a Jew, sir; I'm a Jew, sir," came over to stay.
And my name it is Ri-tooral-i-ay."
"We're two of a kind." the judge to the Jew;
"You're a of Briscoe and I am one too.
This numbskull has blundered and for it pay."
"Wisha that's right," Moses Ri-tooral-i-ay.
There's a garbage eollcctor who down our strset;
He was a policeman, the pride of his beat.
And he moans all the and he groans all the day,
Singing," Ri-tootal-i-ooral-i-ay. "
Note: reflects on the period when the Irish language was
outlawed in Ireland; the inability of the to speak, or
even recognize the language enforcement problems.
Briscoe was Dublin's mayor. He was Jewish. (As the
goes, "only in America."
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