Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Wait For Tom

Hes got the hands of a blind piano
Hes got a feel for the dark like a
He takes a bow and tips his fedora
Shouts like hes gonna save and Gomorrah

Workin for the circus bum
Carnival for kingdom dot come
ol Gibson, opposable thumb
Bangs out the rhythm on a gallon drum

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

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

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

He makes his own music from the bell of a
A falsie and a railroad phone
on his knees to an old tarantella
South of the border he stole it from a

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

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

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

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

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

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