Luyện nghe bài hát (In the) Pouring Rain

I could see as I in
The were gone and the pit fell in
A funeral bell tolled the in
A drunkard slumbering

Not the twang of the
Not the siren wail of pain
Not the of desire
in the pouring pouring rain

Breeze windows on date street
Where I was up on the cheap
(Yeah, say)
Ask no work and sleep
'Til the old tango on date street

I can the sharpen of the pain
Some lucky in the rain
Hear the of the rain
stranger in the rain

Hammers beat in times
On weedy rusted lines
Mocking the sun and signs
All these weedy gates of

The sun won't my way again
moon was on the wane
Oh, I'll see a star again
In the pouring pouring

A salty band played for the
A sad trombone and some
The future pointed to the vane
The old died of shame

I the sharpen of the pain
lucky stranger in the rain
Hear the sharpen of the
Lucky pouring rain

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