Luyện nghe bài hát City Bum

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

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

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

In winter
Spare change the businessman
Spat and walked
on in the businessmans day
His money was gone when his misplaced
A passed mean and fast
Pushed a horn and gave a
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 and the cabbie was crushed
Day was fading and came on
The shelters for nowhere is
The bum cries lonesome
stale and bitter like beer

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

The gypsy she looked again
Into her ball
She seen the bum one last breath
He died and let his hair
Knowing the truth all
Yet man
same man
Thiefed upon, robbed upon, upon
Gone for all
The gypsy girl curses
The old bum
A and a bother
Was my father