Luyện nghe bài hát Walking Spanish

He's got a homemade special
You his glass is full of sand
And it fells just like a
The way it fits into his
He rolled a up in his trick towel
They slap their hands the wall
You never trip, you never
He's walking spanish down the
Slip him a picture of our
Or give him a to dig a hole
all he done ain't no one's business
But he'll need blankets for the
They dim the over on Broadway
Even the king has his head
face looks right up at Mason
He's walking spanish the hall
Latella's screeching for a pig
Sander's carved it out of wood
He never sang when he got
tried it all but he never would
Tomorrow morning there'll be
But he'll be else to hear the call
Don't say he's just leaving early
walking spanish down the hall
All St. Bartholemew said was
the ear of Blind Jack Dawes
All the told the machine
Was that he broke the law
Go on and tip hat up to the Pilate
Take off your watch, rings and all
Even Jesus just a little more time
When he was walking spanish the hall