Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues

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

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

Sweet Melinda, the call her the goddess of gloom
She speaks English and she invites you up into her room
And you're so and careful not to go to her too soon
And she takes your voice and she you howling at the moon

Well, up on project hill
It's fortune or fame
You pick one or the other
neither of them are to be what they claim

And if looking to get silly
You better go back to from you came
Because the cops need you
And man they expect the

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

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