Luyện nghe bài hát Madame George

(van morrison)
Originally performed by van morrison. cover is found on the trash can tape (a bootleg tape).
Down on avenue
With a child-like vision leaping view.
The clacking of the high-heeled shoes,
Ford and fitzroy; george.
Marching the soldierboy behind
He's much older now hat on, drinking wine
And the smell of sweet perfume comes drifting
In the cool night breeze shalimar
And then your control lets go
And suddenly you're up against the door.
The hallway lights are getting dim
You're in the row touching him
And outside they're making all the
The out in the streets collecting bottle tops,
Going for and matches to the shops,
Happy talking, madame
And when you fall, oh,
Oh, that's when you

And you fall a trance
Sitting on a playing games of chance
With your arms in history books you glance
the eyes of madame george
And you think you've found bag,
You're getting weaker and your begin to sag
And in the corner playing in drag,
The one and madame george
And outside the frosty window
She says "be cool, I that it's the cops"
Stands up, everything she gots,
not easy now you know
Now you you gotta go
a train from dublin up to sandy row,
In the wind, rain & fog & slush &
on going on
Say good-bye we you're pretty far out
And all the little boys round
got gold cigarette lighters in their pockets
Walking from it all, so cool.
when you fall.