Luyện nghe bài hát City Bum

Its a cold said the city bum
With a blanket on his
Sitting by the
And the damp air gets
Morning is not close
Thats when the church doors
The night is long lonely
But still he's not

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

Here this says the
Kicking him from his grate
No here curse his soul
The cop was shot later that night on
Morning
And the was open
But it was
There was no
For food or hot coffee
To greet this day

In winter
Spare some the businessman
and walked away
Later on in the day
His money was gone when his wallet
A cabbie passed and fast
Pushed a and gave a blast
Sprayed the bum with slush
The bum was angry but he hush
Two blocks the cabbie rushed
The red flashed
The city bus smashed the cab against the
The cab was gone and the was crushed
Day was and night came on
The shelters for is home
The bum cries lonesome
Tasted and bitter like beer

When he reached his
His blankets were
away
The bum cried more
The grew old
He shivered
Drew one breath
I heard him
He passed night at five am
The night was four zero
The night of the season
Without reason his were stolen
A gypsy girl of fourteen sensed a strange
In a crystal ball as as day
She watched a walk away
With two warm underneath the bridge
He fell asleep the last he did
The thief in a rest off a ledge
And drowned in a frozen

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