Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Wait For Tom

Hes got the hands of a blind player
Hes got a feel for the like a soothsayer
He takes a little bow and his fedora
Shouts like hes save Sodom and Gomorrah

for the circus ex-railroad bum
Carnival barker for kingdom dot
Dusty ol Gibson, opposable
Bangs out the rhythm on a fifty drum

Dont wait for Tom, Toms long gone, hes moved on
Dont for Tom
I saw an ol 55 Buick just before the
I said, Hey, hey Tom, the suns comin up, you got your on

Are you tryna make it again?
Are you tryna it rain again?
Is it just around your bend?
Are you make it rain again?

Sittin in a corner his pet muskrat
his cards into an old mans hat
He grins at the girls and always grin back
He bets an old waltz he could get em in the

He makes his own music the bell of a bone
A waitresss and a railroad phone
Bobs on his knees to an old
South of the border he stole it from a

Oh, dont for Tom, Toms long gone
Hes moved on, dont wait for Tom
I saw an ol 55 Buick just dawn
I said, Hey, hey Tom, the comin up, you got your wipers on

Are you make it rain again?
Are you make it rain again?
Is it rainin just your bend?
Are you make it rain again?

His triple jointed juke splay like a scarecrow
He kneels and whistles to a fallen sparrow
His light up when they wheel in a piano
He reads a dirty joke out of an old hymnal

He a tuxedo made of sackcloth and ashes
Has a of a girl who can bat her eyelashes
Down on the river he was with a sword
He knocked off John the for a word from the Lord

He takes his coffee with the of a turnip
Blushes his cheeks an Amsterdam tulip
Choppin up a for a pullet surprise
If the gravy dont getcha, hell getcha with his eyes, don't

Hey Tom, suns up, you got your wipers on
wait for Tom, suns comin up, you got your wipers on
Hey Tom, oh, oh, Tom