Luyện nghe bài hát Last Year's Man

The rain falls down on last man
That's a Jew's harp on the table that's a crayon in his
And the corners of the blueprint are ruined they rolled
Far past the stems of that still throw shadows on the wood
And the is like skin for a drum I'll never mend
And all the falls down amen on the works of last year's man

I met a lady, she was playing with her soldiers in the
Oh, one by one she had to tell them that her was Joan of Arc
I was in that army, yes I stayed a while
I want to thank you, Joan of Arc for me so well
And I wear a uniform I was not born to fight
All these wounded you lie beside goodnight, my friends, goodnight

I came upon a wedding that old had contrived
the bridegroom, Babylon the bride
Great Babylon was naked, oh she stood there for me
And Bethlehem inflamed us like the shy one at some orgy
And when we fell together all our flesh was a veil
That I had to aside to see the serpent eat its tail

Some women wait for Jesus, and some wait for Cain
So I upon my altar and I hoist my Axe again
And I take the one who finds me back to where it all
When was the honeymoon and Cain was just the man
And we read from pleasant Bibles that are bound in and skin
That the wilderness is gathering all its back again

The rain falls down on last man
An has gone by and he has not moved his hand
But will happen if he only gives the word
The lovers will rise up and the touch the ground
But the skylight is like skin for a drum never mend
And all the rain down amen on the works of last year's man