Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Wait For Tom

Hes got the hands of a blind player
Hes got a for the dark like a soothsayer
He takes a bow and tips his fedora
Shouts like hes gonna Sodom and Gomorrah

for the circus ex-railroad bum
Carnival barker for kingdom dot
ol Gibson, opposable thumb
Bangs out the rhythm on a fifty drum

Dont wait for Tom, Toms gone, hes already moved on
wait for Tom
I saw an ol 55 just before the dawn
I said, Hey, hey Tom, the suns comin up, you got your on

Are you tryna make it rain
Are you tryna make it rain
Is it rainin just around bend?
Are you tryna it rain again?

Sittin in a with his pet muskrat
Tossin his into an old mans hat
He grins at the girls and they grin back
He bets an old he could get em in the sack

He his own music from the bell of a bone
A waitresss and a railroad phone
on his knees to an old tarantella
South of the border he it from a fella

Oh, wait for Tom, Toms long gone
Hes already moved on, dont for Tom
I saw an ol 55 Buick just before
I said, Hey, hey Tom, the comin up, you got your wipers on

Are you tryna it rain again?
Are you tryna make it again?
Is it just around your bend?
Are you tryna make it rain

His triple jointed juke fingers splay like a
He kneels down and whistles to a sparrow
His eyes light up when wheel in a piano
He reads a dirty joke out of an old Baptist

He wears a tuxedo made of and ashes
Has a tattoo of a girl who can bat her
Down on the river he was with a sword
He knocked off John the Baptist for a word the Lord

He takes his coffee with the of a turnip
Blushes his cheeks with an tulip
Choppin up a rooster for a pullet
If the gravy dont getcha, hell getcha his eyes, don't wait

Hey Tom, suns comin up, you got your on
Dont for Tom, suns comin up, you got your wipers on
Hey Tom, oh, oh, Tom