Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Wait For Tom

Hes got the hands of a blind piano
Hes got a for the dark like a soothsayer
He takes a little bow and his fedora
like hes gonna save Sodom and Gomorrah

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

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

Sittin in a with his pet muskrat
Tossin his 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
on his knees to an old tarantella
South of the border he it from a fella

Oh, dont wait for Tom, Toms long
Hes already moved on, dont for Tom
I saw an ol 55 Buick just dawn
I said, Hey, hey Tom, the comin 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 triple jointed fingers 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
Down on the river he was with a sword
He knocked off John the Baptist for a word from the

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

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