Luyện nghe bài hát The Late John Garfield Blues

Black faces pressed against the
Where has pressed it's weight
Wind blown scarves in top down
All one western trait

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

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

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

An old man with his conscience at night
Young sleep with their dreams
While the mentally ill sit still
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 cold light of the

The horses scream the nightmares
And the men all wear shoes
everybody's dancin'
Those John Garfield blues