Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Wait For Tom

Hes got the hands of a piano player
Hes got a feel for the like a soothsayer
He a little bow and tips his fedora
Shouts like hes gonna Sodom and Gomorrah

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

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

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

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

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

Oh, wait for Tom, Toms long gone
Hes moved on, dont wait for Tom
I saw an ol 55 Buick just 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 again?
Is it just around your bend?
Are you tryna it rain again?

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

He wears a tuxedo made of 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 word the Lord

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

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