Luyện nghe bài hát Last Year's Man

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

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

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

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

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