Luyện nghe bài hát (In the) Pouring Rain

I see as I rode in
The ships 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 shadows of
in the pouring pouring rain

Breeze windows on date street
I was raised up on the cheap
(Yeah, say)
Ask no questions and sleep
'Til the old that's on date street

I can hear the sharpen of the
lucky stranger in the rain
Hear the sharpen of the
Lucky in the rain

Hammers beat in times
On these weedy lines
the sun and optimistic signs
All weedy gates of iron

The sun shine my way again
Lucky moon was on the
Oh, I'll never see a again
In the pouring pouring

A salty played for the train
A sad trombone and refrain
The future pointed to the vane
The old calypso of shame

I hear the of the pain
Some lucky stranger in the
Hear the of the pain
Lucky stranger rain

Pouring