Luyện nghe bài hát Billy Jones

We grew up together in an urban
Just me and Bill always hanging around
A mumma's little boy he was an only
His clothes always neat and his hair carefuly styled

Of all the games play I could'nt understad why
I'd to be the groom and let Billy be the bride
all those dresses he would love to wear
I'd wear a hat and he'd put flowers in his hair

He'd wear my underwear

A few later we drifted apart
My moved south to make a new start
I missed Billy, mum that was wrong
Dad said 'that boy just don't know where he
Where does he

A few years i was working in a bar
It was all smokey and dark, There was a bluesman guitar
in walked a woman wearing emerald green
With a voluptuous figure, She was beautiful and
She was looking pretty

A full martini not stirred
It was only until about after her
I started looking closely, Man i should of
It was my old friend, You guessed it, Billy
Oh my god Jones! Oh shit Billy Jones!

Tears our eyes as we began to speak
been living a lie, a life so descreet
It made me sad to hear him say
In a so sweet 'Honey you can call me Jane'

As the night wore on we of yesterday
And how Billy had always knowen he was gay
I never how much a person could change
little Billy Jones to lean, lusious Jane

Billy Jane Jones This Comes My Heart
I hope your nights are filled with a thousand
But don't waste your sweetness in the air
'Cause you know how cold and dark it is out there

That's the Of Billy Jane Jones