Luyện nghe bài hát City Bum

Its a cold said the city bum
a blanket on his shoulder
Sitting by the
And the air gets colder
Morning is not even
Thats when the church doors
The night is long night
But still not alone

When I was look above
The heavens game me and spirit
Having lost my job and my love
This gives me spirit

Here says the policeman
Kicking him his warm grate
No bums curse his soul
The cop was shot later that night on
Morning
And the was open
But it was
was no hoping
For food or hot coffee
To this bitter day

In winter
some change the businessman
Spat and away
on in the businessmans day
His money was gone when his wallet
A cabbie mean and fast
a horn and gave a blast
Sprayed the bum with slush
The bum was angry but he stayed
Two blocks the cabbie rushed
The red light
The city bus smashed the cab against the
The cab was gone and the was crushed
Day was fading and night on
The shelters for nowhere is
The bum cries lonesome
Tasted stale and bitter beer

he reached his cache
His blankets were
away
The bum cried tears
The night old
He still
one more breath
I him moan
He that night at five am
The night was below zero
The coldest of the season
Without his blankets were stolen
A gypsy of fourteen sensed a strange eruption
In a crystal ball as as day
She watched a walk away
two warm blankets underneath the bridge
He fell the last deed he did
The thief in a rest rolled off a
And drowned in a cold

The gypsy girl she again
her crystal ball
She the bum take one last breath
He died and let his fall
the truth all powerful
Yet man
That man
upon, robbed upon, spat upon
Gone for all
The gypsy curses society
The old bum
A burden and a
Was my only