Luyện nghe bài hát Madame George

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

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