Luyện nghe bài hát The Late John Garfield Blues

Black pressed against the glass
Where rain has pressed weight
Wind blown scarves in top down
All share one western

Sadness leaks tear-stained cheeks
From winos to dime-store
Probably don't know they me
late John Garfield blues

Midnight on Franklin Street
And the bulbs were broke
For the of me, I could not see
But I heard a brand new

Two men were standing upon a
One jumped and you lose
And left the odd man holding
Those late John blues

An old man sleeps his conscience at night
Young kids with their dreams
While the mentally ill sit perfectly
And live life's in-betweens

I'm going away to the last
In a week or two, soon
the fish don't bite but once a night
By the light of the moon

The horses scream the nightmares
And the dead men all shoes
'Cause everybody's
Those late Garfield blues