Luyện nghe bài hát 9th & Hennepin

Well it's 9th and
And all the donuts
Names that sound like
And the moon's marks are
On the sky a tarp thrown over all this
And the broken umbrellas
birds and the steam
Comes out of the like
The goddamned town is ready to blow.
And the bricks are all scarred with jailhouse
And is behaving like dogs.
And the horses are down Violin Road
And is dead on his feet
And the all smell like diesel
And you on the
Dreams of the ones who have here.
And I'm in the window
I on the stairway
I hang in the
I in your hat
And no one anything
Small a bar around here.
They all started out bad directions
And the girls behind the counter has a tear,
One for every year he's away she said,
A crumbling beauty, but
Nothing wrong her that
$100 fix, she has that razor sadness
That gets worse
With the and the thunder of the
Southern Pacific by
As the clock ticks out a dripping faucet
Till full of rag water and bitters and blue ruin
And you out
Over the side to who'll listen
And seen it
All through the yellow
Of the train.