Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Wait For Tom

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

Workin for the ex-railroad bum
Carnival barker for kingdom dot
Dusty ol Gibson, opposable
Bangs out the rhythm on a fifty gallon

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

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

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

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

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

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

His jointed juke fingers splay like a scarecrow
He down and whistles to a fallen sparrow
His light up when they wheel in a piano
He reads a dirty out of an old Baptist hymnal

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

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

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