Luyện nghe bài hát Madame George

Down the Cyprus
With child-like leaping into view,
A clicking of the high-heeled shoes,
Ford and Fitzroy, Joy,
Marching with the boy behind
He's older now with hat on, drinking wine
And that of sweet perfume comes drifting through
Early cool night air Shalimar.
Outside they're making all the
Kids out in the street collecting tops
for cigarettes and matches in the shops,
Happy Madame Joy.
Oh, that's you fall,
Oh, when you fall,
Yeah, that's you fall.
When you fall into a
Sitting on a sofa playing of chance,
With your folded arms in history books you
Into the of Madame Joy.
And you you found the bag,
You're getting weaker and knees begin to sag.
In the corner dominoes in drag
The one and only Joy.
Outside the frosty raps
She jumps up and says, "Lord mercy, I think that it's the
cops.
And immediately everything she gots
into the street below.
And you know you go
On that train from Dublin up to Row
Throwing pennies at the bridges down
In the rain, hail, and snow.
Say to Madame Joy,
Dry your eye for Joy,
why for Madame Joy.
As you the room it's filled with music,
Laughing music, dancing music all the room
And all the little boys come around away from it all
So cool.
And you're to leave she jumps and says, "Hey love,
You forgot glove."
And the love to love she loves to love the
To love to love she to love the love to love
Say good-bye to Joy,
Dry your eye for Joy,
Wonder why for Joy,
Dry your eye for Joy.
In the wind and the rain, in the street, in the back street,
In the back street, in the back street, in the street,
Say good-bye to George.
home in the back street, in the back street,
Say good-bye, say to Madame Joy.