Luyện nghe bài hát Tombstone Blues

The pretty things are in bed now of course
The city fathers they're trying to
The of Paul Revere's horse
But the has no need to be nervous

The of Belle Starr, she hands down her wits
To Jezebel the nun who violently
A bald wig for Jack the who sits
At the head of the chamber of

Mama's in the fact'ry, she ain't got no
Daddy's in the alley, he's lookin' for the
I'm in the streets the tombstone blues

The bride in the penny arcade
Screaming she moans, "I've just made"
Then she sends out for the doctor who down the shade
Says, "My advice is to not let the in"

Now the medicine man comes and he inside
He walks with a swagger and he says to the
"Stop all this and swallow your pride
You not die, it's not poison"

in the fact'ry, she ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley, he's for the fuse
I'm in the streets with the tombstone

Well, John the Baptist after a thief
Looks up to his hero the
"Tell me great hero, but please make it
Is there a for me to get sick in?"

The Commander-in-Chief him, chasing a fly
Saying, "Death to all who would whimper and cry"
And a bar bell he points to the sky
Saying, "The sun is not it's chicken"

Mama's in the fact'ry, she ain't got no
in the alley, he's lookin' for the fuse
I'm in the streets with the blues