Luyện nghe bài hát Walking Spanish

He's got himself a special
You his glass is full of sand
And it fells like a jaybird
The way it into his hand
He rolled a blade up in his trick
They slap hands against the wall
You never trip, you never
He's spanish down the hall
Slip him a picture of our
Or give him a spoon to dig a
all he done ain't no one's business
But he'll blankets for the cold
They dim the lights over on
Even the king has his head
Every face right up at Mason
He's spanish down the hall
Latella's screeching for a pig
Punk Sander's carved it out of
He sang when he got hoodwinked
tried it all but he never would
Tomorrow there'll be laundry
But be somewhere else to hear the call
Don't say goodbye just leaving early
He's walking spanish down the
All St. Bartholemew said was
Into the ear of Blind Dawes
All the Baker told the
Was he never broke the law
Go on and tip hat up to the Pilate
off your watch, your rings and all
Even Jesus wanted just a little time
When he was walking spanish down the