Luyện nghe bài hát Tommy's Coming Home

(mccartney/macmanus)
She was counting out the window of the train
All the poles of the
And the rock-a-bye rhythm in the of the rails
Couldn't make the sweeper

Down down down so
Down drowning in his sleep
coming home again

And a hawk hovered high a skinny jackrabbit
by a hungry fox
And a awoke her from a fitful slumber
Then consulted his shares and his

Down down they go
Down down how never know
Tommy's coming home
And it's almost fools' day

As he on his paper looking through the veil (? )
He could see she was really
As she tucked the ribbon in a velvet box
As he offered her a

Down down she took a drag
Now he's covered in a
Tommy's coming again
And it's almost fools' day

Almost fools' day
And the joke's on
He had that
Only dead men upon

But how could he know that only months later
She would her skirt up over her knee
And in the same carriage she'd be flattered with roses
And forget the tears of

Down down down flow
Now now now it just don't matter
Tommy made it home
When it was almost April day

Almost april day
And the joke's on
He had that
dead men dwell upon

Tommy's coming home
Tommy's home again
coming home