Luyện nghe bài hát Drumming Clown

As the lights go the drumming clown
Whistled a melody and as the rain pours
His face turned into a sad one
And autumn reminded him that the circus had come and gone
So he a pack of swisher sweets whistles down the first one

His clothes are ragged and his hat is his drum is missing snares
He maybe laughin' and he may be cryin' no one knows nor
His belly's empty his heart is full he where he belongs
So he steps aboard that lovely train and he whistles his favorite
He whistles his favorite

And as he sleeps he dreams of all the girls
He's seen his life and though his dreams are sweet
His aching feet awake him in the

He wakes to the sound of thunder and he thinks of a why
Then he his head to cry then he drifted off to a deeper sleep
That no one could disturb and when he
He was at a place that was than the birds

He said my God I'm here at last is this to be
I've lived the of a hobo clown whistle tunes for money
And Lord spoke up and said my you are not alone
Lived a good life my drumming clown and now you have a
Now you a home

And somewhere a stock boy opens a
And finds the butt of an old
He hears a whistling then he gazes at the stars
He gazes at the