Luyện nghe bài hát Yellow Cat

It's late December, the New never coming
passes slowly in a two room walk up flat
The sun is silent, there's a cold rain gonna on
No one to talk to but my yellow cat

Rain falling on the flowers in the window box
roses that I planted yesterday
I didn't think they'd die so soon but they're all now
like everything I touch turns out that way

Well, I guess I just go
The cat's no good for to
He know what I'm saying
And the is always playing
On my mind, on my

Street drifting through the blinds that cover window panes
Blending softly with the bare lights head
Then together they run through my memory
And eerie image of a and empty bed

Wind is up the papers in the streets below
Got some books to read but it seems they've all been
Clouds are in a misty drifting sky above
And I wish to hell, I could remember I said

A crystal wine glass on a table filled scarlet stains
Stands alone and where there once was two
The jug is silent on the table my broken dreams
The wine is gone, my lady and so my are you