Luyện nghe bài hát All Tomorrows Parties

And what shall the poor girl wear
To all parties?
A hand-me-down dress from who knows
To all tomorrows

And where will she go and what she do
When midnight around?
She'll once more to Sunday's clown
And cry the door

And costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrows'
Why and linens of yesterday's gowns
To all tomorrows

And shall she do with yesterday's rags
Monday comes around?
She'll turn once more to Sunday's
And cry behind the

And what costume shall the poor girl
To all parties?
For Thursday's child is clown
For whom no will go

A shroud, a hand-me-down gown
Of rags and silks, a
Fits for one who sits and
For all parties