Luyện nghe bài hát Seven Little Indians

There were little Indians
Livin' in a brick on Central Avenue
Gathered 'round their
Tellin' stories in the room

From a unrealistic point of view
Momma was off in the kitchen somewhere
Boiling up some hot water for them to all get up to necks in

The seven little Indians
If the rest of the tribe ever scrutinized household
Somehow it not pass inspection

Big railed on
And his tales of brave conquest
About the moving of his band
Up to where the caribou run free

See he'd done time putting in lines
For the army during War II
And even brought a picture of a frozen mastodon
For the little to see

And some mukluks and some sealskin
And a with beads around the collar
His wife them in the mothballs
Underneath the Bays

And every and a while he'd get wound up
one of his stories, he'd put them all on
And dance around in that TV screen light
Like it was some campfire blazing

Well he and he hollered
But he could not stay in that living room
And even the seven Indians
they could feel the chill

And everything always worked
Out for the better in all of his
In that old brick it always felt like
Something was in for the kill

Blazing like a
Shot the eyes of the seven little Indians
Blazing an arrow
[Incomprehensible] stronghold out in Arizona

Blazing like the sheets of dancing up in the sky
Up above
like a star shot down to the ground
Back again in Indiana

Now it got so quiet you could hear a pin drop
They started like flies
The oldest little Indian got sick and
And the big chief went two later

And the raised the six little Indians up
The best she
To be housewives, musicians, and insurance
But they all shared common denominator

You see, all the characters in the big stories
Were named after the little Indians
And like I said, in his everything
Always worked out for the

And now as I'm telling this to my own kids
around the TV screen light
Well, I wish I had those mukluks, those sealskin
And that coat with beads the collar