Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues

When you're in Juarez
And it's Easter too
And gravity fails
And negativity don't pull you

put on any airs
When you're down on rue avenue
They got some hungry women
And man, they really make a out of you

If you see Saint
Tell her a lot
I cannot
And my are all in a knot

And I got the strength
To get up and take another
And my friend the doctor
Won't even say it is I've got

Sweet
The call her the goddess of gloom
She good English
And she you up into her room

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

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

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

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

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

Well, it folks, that's it

I started out on burgundy
But soon hit the stuff
Everybody said stand behind me
When the got rough

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