Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues

When you're lost in the rain in and it's Easter time too
And your gravity fails and negativity pull you through
Don't put on any airs when you're down on Rue Avenue
They got some women there
And they'll make a mess out of you

Well, if you see Saint Annie tell her thanks a lot
I move and my fingers they are all in a knot
I don't have the strength to get up and another shot
And my best friend the doctor even say what it is I got

Melinda, the peasants call her the goddess of gloom
She speaks good English and she you up into her room
And you're so kind and careful not to go to her too
And she takes your and she leaves you howling at the moon

Well, up on housing project
It's fortune or fame
You must pick one or the
Though neither of them are to be what they

And if you're looking to get
You better go back to where you came
Because the don't need you
And man expect the same

Now all the authorities they stand around and boast
How they blackmailed the sergeant-at-arms into leaving his
And picking up Angel who just here from the coast
Who looked so fine at and she left looking just like a ghost

Well, I started out on but soon hit the harder stuff
Everybody said they'd stand beside me when the got rough
But the joke was on me there was nobody there to bluff
I'm going back to New York City, I do I've had enough