Luyện nghe bài hát Crazy Little Child

Crazy little never got to see
All the pretty things in
Had him put away, nothing could say
Could ever the pieces fit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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