Luyện nghe bài hát Crazy Little Child

Crazy little child got to see
All the pretty in life
Had him put away, nothing could say
Could ever the pieces fit

Aw well, Daddy-o was rich, mama was a
wasn't easy in between
Behind his scream, Jackson in his teens
Was planning his

He was a crazy child, New Orleans Alley playground
Grimy faced, he watched the cry
Winos were his friends and when he talked to
said, "Jackson, boy, they'll get you by and by"

Depression in, desperate, cool and quick
Jackson the ropes out on the street
candy stores, just pickin' locks and doors
Was practice for a two bit thief

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

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

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

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

Questions there were few, in fact there were
When those Sheriff's start to fly
Lay dying on the with a smokin' forty-four
He said, "I admit the winos were right"

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

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