Luyện nghe bài hát Crazy Little Child

Crazy child never got to see
All the things in life
Had him put away, nothing could say
ever make the pieces fit

Aw well, Daddy-o was rich, was a bitch
Living easy in between
Behind his silent scream, in his teens
Was his escape

He was a crazy little child, New Orleans playground
faced, he watched the hookers cry
Winos were his friends and when he to them
They said, "Jackson, boy, get you by and by"

settin' in, desperate, cool and quick
Jackson learned the ropes out on the
Little candy stores, pickin' locks and doors
Was for a two bit petty thief

So Jackson went to and everyone was hip
ran all the rackets there in town
If you need another boy, a trigger or a
Well, I'm the slickest cat

Ritz gave him the eye, once over then he
"Yeah, I've got here in mind
If you meet me here at two, I think you'll like the
Of that green when you crack that safe tonight"

He was a little child, New Orleans Alley playground
And grimy faced, he watched the cry, whoo
Winos were his friends and he talked to them
They said, "Jackson, boy, they'll get you by and by", that's

Well, I'll wait for you outside and I'll be your ears and your
And boy, you just slip in and bring out all that loot
But Ritz was by surprise, couple of unsuspectin' guys
And they left poor Jackson

Questions there were few, in fact were none
When Sheriff's bullet start to fly
Lay dying on the floor a smokin' forty-four
He said, "I must the winos were right"

Crazy child, never got to see
All the pretty things in
We buried him today, nothing we say
Could ever make the fit

Yeah, I must the winos were right
Oh, I admit the winos were right
His words were
I must the winos were