Luyện nghe bài hát Jimmie Standing In The Rain

Third-Class ticket in his
out the shadows underneath the sockets
Tweed coat up against the fog

Slow coaches o'er the moor
Between the memory
And of war

bread curling on a luncheon counter
Loose change lonely, not the right

Forgotten Man of an indifferent
Waiting on a platform at a station
Somebody's you again
The sky is
Jimmie's standing in the

Nobody wants to buy a counterfeited prairie in a colliery town
A hip and fumbled skein with some stagedoor Josephine is all he'll get now
Eyes going in and out of
Mild and from tuberculosis

Man
Indifferent
on a platform at a Lancashire station
Somebody's calling you
The sky is
standing in the rain

Her soft breath was on his neck
If he choose the time to die
Then he would come and go this
a painted sky

She woke up and him "Charlie" by mistake
And then in began to cry
Tarnished silver band off a phrase
And then warms their hands around the

Man
Indifferent
Waiting on a at a Lancashire station
calling you again
It's dawning
standing in the rain

Brilliantine
Your soft plaintive
And your wan smile

down at The Hippodrome
Now you're off to jeers, the lonely sound of jingling spurs, the "toodle-oos" and "Oh, my dears" down at "The Argyle"

Vile applaud sobriety
There's no place for a half-cut cowboy in polite

Man
Indifferent
Waiting on a platform at a Lancashire
Somebody's you again
finally dawning
Jimmie's in the rain