Luyện nghe bài hát Crazy Little Child

Crazy child never got to see
All the things in life
Had him put away, they could say
Could ever the pieces fit

Aw well, was rich, mama was a bitch
Living wasn't easy in
his silent scream, Jackson in his teens
Was planning his

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Crazy little child, got to see
All the things in life
We buried him today, nothing we say
Could ever the pieces fit

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