Luyện nghe bài hát Solomon Jones

A bunch of wild boys was around
At the neighborhood saloon
And some cat kept quarters down in the jukebox
Playing all the tunes

And back by the bar playing looking hard
Was big bad Jones
And watching his luck
Was the love of his
Is the lady that was as Simone

When out of the night which was dark and
Into the smoke-filled room
in a thug
Who was smelling bud
And his eyes looked high as the

He looked a man with his foot in the grave
And his about to be out
Yet he slapped some hundred-dollar bills on the bar
And he out "drinks on the house"

Now nobody could place where this was from
But we knew that he was far from
But we to his health
And the last to drink was big bad Jones

Now are some G's
Who run the streets
And they life in and out of jail
And such was he, kind of OG
That looked like he'd been through

With his hair in
A mug grill
Like a dog day is done
He lit up the green stuff in his
And hits one by one

Now I got to who this cat could be
And the hell is- going on
Well I turned around and who was at him
The lady was known as Simone

And the white all stained with dirt
He was not to be rude
But he was trying to find
Good song on the
So he could just set the

Have you ever out in the city streets
the gang-made players so clear
Where the and gangsters control the block
And gunshots is all that you

When the sounds are the drums of war
And you left out in the
A half-dead man in a half-dead
And a yellow-brick to go

Then all of a the music changed
And everyone just held their post But it felt like a had been robbed from you
And that you held close
That has stolen the women you love
And that her love was a devil's lie That your heart was gone and the best thing that you could do is crawl away and die It's the cry of a man's despair deep down in his bones I guess misery enjoys company, said big bad Solomon Jones

And the stranger
And his had burned
In a most way
And the t-shirt that was stained in dirt
He sat in to watch me

Then his mouth had frowned up in kind of grin
And he spoke in a voice so
"Boys you know who I am
And I know that you don't care"

"Now say these words
''cause words are true
And when I'm done here be gone
But one of you boys is a dog
And his is Solomon Jones"

Then I my head
And the lights out
And two blazed in the dark
I women swooned
And the came on
And the two men laced the starch.

With a in his head
And pumped of lead
Was big bad Jones

What a from the street
Who was hoeing his
And who knows to that lady Simone