Luyện nghe bài hát Madame George

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