Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Wait For Tom

Hes got the hands of a blind piano
Hes got a feel for the dark a soothsayer
He takes a little bow and his fedora
Shouts like hes save Sodom 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, long gone, hes already moved on
Dont for Tom
I saw an ol 55 Buick before the dawn
I said, Hey, hey Tom, the suns comin up, you got wipers on

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

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

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

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

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

His triple jointed fingers splay like a scarecrow
He kneels down and whistles to a 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 sackcloth and
Has a of a girl who can bat her eyelashes
Down on the river he was with a sword
He knocked off the Baptist for a word from the Lord

He takes his coffee with the 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