Luyện nghe bài hát All Tomorrow's Parties

And what costume shall the poor girl
To all tomorrow's
A hand-me-down dress from who where
To all tomorrow's
When comes around
She'll turn more to Sunday's clown
And where will she go and what she be

And what costume shall the poor girl
And cry the door
To all tomorrow's
To all tomorrow's
Why silks and linens of yesterday's

Monday comes around
And will she do with Thursday's rags
And cry the door
She'll turn once more to Sunday's
And what costume shall the poor wear
For Thursday's child is Sunday's

To all tomorrow's
For whom will go mourning
A shroud, a hand-me-down gown
Of rags and silks, a
It's fine for one who sits and

For all tomorrow's
This song was originally performed by the Velvet