Luyện nghe bài hát Tommy's Coming Home

(mccartney/macmanus)
She was counting out the window of the train
All the of the telegraph
And the rock-a-bye rhythm in the of the rails
make the sweeper laugh

Down down so deep
down drowning in his sleep
Tommy's coming home

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

Down down down go
Down down how he'll know
coming home again
And almost april fools' day

As he glanced on his paper looking the veil (? )
He see she was really upset
As she tucked back the ribbon in a box
As he her a cigarette

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

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

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

Down down they flow
Now now now it don't matter anymore
Tommy it home again
it was almost April fools' day

Almost fools' day
And the on everyone
He had that
Only men dwell upon

coming home again
Tommy's home again
coming home