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 cyprus
With a child-like vision leaping view.
The clacking of the high-heeled shoes,
and fitzroy; madame george.
Marching the soldierboy behind
He's much older now with hat on, drinking
And the of sweet perfume comes drifting thru
In the cool night breeze shalimar
And then your self lets go
And you're up against the bathroom door.
The hallway lights are getting dim
in the front row touching him
And outside they're all the stops
The kinds out in the streets bottle tops,
Going for cigarettes and 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 sofa playing of chance
With your folded arms in books you glance
Into the eyes of madame
And you think you've found bag,
getting weaker and your knees begin to sag
And in the playing dominoes 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 now you know
Now you you gotta go
Catch a train from dublin up to row,
In the wind, rain & fog & & snow
on going on
Say good-bye we know pretty far out
And all the boys comin' round
They got cigarette lighters in their pockets
Walking away it all, so cool.
when you fall.