Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues

When you're in Juarez
And it's Easter too
And your fails
And don't pull you through

Don't put on any
you're down on rue morgue avenue
They got some hungry there
And man, they make a mess out of you

If you see Annie
her thanks a lot
I move
And my fingers are all in a

And I got the strength
To get up and another shot
And my best friend the
even say what it is I've got

Sweet
The peasants call her the goddess of
She speaks good
And she invites you up her room

And you're so
And not to go to her too soon
And she takes your voice
And leaves you howling at the

Up on hill
either fortune or fame
You can take one or the
Though neither of them are to be what claim

And If looking to get silly
You'd better go back where you came
the cops don't need you
And man, expect the same

All the
They just stand and boast
How blackmailed the sergeant-at-arms
Into leaving his

And picking up my Carl
who just arrived from the coast
Who looked so fine at
But left like a ghost

Well, that's it folks, it

Well I started out on
But hit the harder stuff
Everybody said they'd stand me
the game got rough

Ah, but the was on me
was no-one there even to bluff
I'm going back to New City
I do I've had enough