Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Wait For Tom

Hes got the hands of a piano player
Hes got a feel for the dark like a
He takes a little bow and tips his
like hes gonna save Sodom and Gomorrah

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

Dont wait for Tom, long gone, hes already moved on
Dont 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 tryna make it again?
Is it just around your bend?
Are you make it rain again?

Sittin in a with his pet muskrat
Tossin his into an old mans hat
He grins at the girls and 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 falsie and a railroad phone
Bobs on his knees to an old
South of the he stole it from a fella

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

His triple juke fingers splay like a scarecrow
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 of sackcloth and ashes
Has a tattoo of a girl who can bat her
Down on the river he was fishin with a
He knocked off the Baptist for a word from the Lord

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

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