Luyện nghe bài hát The Late John Garfield Blues

Black pressed against the glass
Where rain has pressed it's
Wind scarves in top down cars
All share one trait

Sadness leaks tear-stained cheeks
From winos to Jews
Probably don't know they me
These late John blues

Midnight fell on Franklin
And the bulbs were broke
For the life of me, I not see
But I a brand new joke

Two men were standing a bridge
One jumped and you lose
And just left the odd man
Those late Garfield blues

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

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

The scream the nightmares dream
And the dead men all wear
'Cause everybody's
late John Garfield blues