Luyện nghe bài hát Madame George

(van morrison)
Originally performed by van morrison. this cover is on the trash can tape (a bootleg tape).
on cyprus avenue
With a vision leaping into view.
The clacking of the high-heeled shoes,
Ford and madame george.
with the soldierboy behind
He's much older now with hat on, wine
And the smell of perfume comes drifting thru
In the cool breeze like shalimar
And then your control lets go
And suddenly you're up the bathroom door.
The hallway are finely getting dim
You're in the row touching him
And outside they're all the stops
The kinds out in the collecting bottle tops,
Going for and matches to the shops,
Happy talking, george
And that's you fall, oh,
Oh, that's you fall

And you fall into a
Sitting on a playing games of chance
With your folded arms in books you glance
Into the eyes of madame
And you you've found your bag,
You're getting weaker and knees begin to sag
And in the corner playing in drag,
The one and only george
And the frosty window raps
She "be cool, I think that it's the cops"
Stands up, drops she gots,
It's not easy now you
Now you know you go
Catch a from dublin up to sandy row,
In the wind, rain & fog & & snow
on going on
Say good-bye we know pretty far out
And all the little boys comin'
They got gold cigarette in their pockets
away from it all, so cool.
That's you fall.