Luyện nghe bài hát City Bum

Its a cold said the city bum
a blanket on his shoulder
Sitting by the
And the damp air colder
Morning is not close
Thats when the church open
The night is lonely night
But he's not alone

When I was look above
The heavens me hope and spirit
Having my job and my true love
This gives me spirit

Here this the policeman
him from his warm grate
No bums here his soul
The cop was shot later that night on
comes
And the church was
But it was
was no hoping
For some or hot coffee
To greet this day

In winter
some change the businessman
Spat and away
on in the businessmans day
His money was gone when his misplaced
A cabbie passed mean and
Pushed a horn and a blast
the bum with dirty slush
The bum was angry but he hush
Two blocks the cabbie rushed
The red light
The city bus smashed the cab against the
The cab was gone and the cabbie was
Day was fading and came on
The for nowhere is home
The bum cries lonesome
stale and bitter like beer

When he reached his
His blankets were
Stolen
The bum cried tears
The grew old
He still
Drew one more
I heard him
He passed that night at am
The night was four below
The coldest of the season
Without reason his blankets stolen
A gypsy girl of fourteen sensed a eruption
In a crystal as clear as day
She watched a thief walk
With two warm blankets the bridge
He fell asleep the last he did
The thief in a rest rolled off a
And drowned in a cold

The gypsy she looked again
Into her ball
She the bum take one last breath
He died and let his fall
the truth all powerful
Yet man
same man
Thiefed upon, robbed upon, spat
for all eternity
The gypsy curses society
The old bum
A burden and a
Was my father