Luyện nghe bài hát Crazy Little Child

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

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

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

Depression settin' in, desperate, and quick
Jackson learned the out on the street
candy stores, just pickin' locks and doors
Was practice for a two bit 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 then he smiled
"Yeah, I've got something here in
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 crazy child, New Orleans Alley playground
And faced, he watched the hookers cry, whoo
Winos were his friends and when he talked to
They said, "Jackson, boy, they'll get you by and by", that's

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

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

Crazy child, never got to see
All the pretty things in
We buried him today, we could say
Could ever the pieces fit

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