Luyện nghe bài hát Southbound Jericho Parkway

There was a man whose memories were up,
Of nothing.
He pushed the button, and go home,
To nothing.
Yes his business had prospered but get lonely sometimes, now she has the house
His son in college had out,
To his mind.
And Sarah, his had not spoken to him.
he'd raised her the wrong way.
He wondered.
He checked his mailbox, with a-tremblin'
No mail, anyone.
I'm home he softly, as he opened the door
and gazed at his apartment.
Aching, thinking.
Southbound parkway
Is you call a one-way street.
jericho parkway
Is you call a one-way street.
At 7.20, monday New Year,
Mister Henry Johnson leaned the pedal
Aimed his Lincoln and drove himself into a wall.
How a thing sush as this ever happen.
All the community it was shame.
He was a good man,he was a man yeah,
what he was a good and clean man
And his said he was an exemplary tenant.
They're always and quiet when they're all alone
At his age.
The young man sat, on a woven mat.
While the silken smoke it cirlcled head.
The were there to prove he didn't care
Bout the contents of the telegram he'd read.
Father, father, father.
You always to be so out of reach.
And the psychedelyc read: peace.
in New York, a girl closes the door,
And against it with her head bowed low.
Thoughts through her mind
Of she was a child.
Raised by a man she didn't know.
Father, father, father.
She wished she had phoned him
There so many things she had to say
Henry, the check is in my
by the insurance man to cover all my plans
We'll flowers, your broker will be there
And Sarah, if she cares, and our boy all his hair
And the sun rose,and the
As it has,
And people yet unknown, were being born,
And time past.