Luyện nghe bài hát He Forgot That It Was Sunday

The lights were blinking
On my four door Lincoln
On the dock, the fish were
I didn't have a care

And the old men sit the cracker barrels
The children hum their Christmas
The train tracks all run
But they'll all up one day

On a pew in a vestibule
the Devil playing pocket pool
He's for the next poor fool
Who that it was Sunday

We to tell each other lies
With our orange plastic button
In a life on a motel chair
I was Charlie Parker's teddy

Yeah, me and Bird, stay up late
I used to him contemplate
While his horn would sit by the and wait
'Til it was for him to blow it

On a pew in a vestibule
Sits the Devil pocket pool
He's waiting for the next poor
Who forgot it was Sunday

The only I ever knew
Was Bay on the Avenue'
These are the tales from the Devil's
Charlie, I could've been a

And the old men sit 'round the barrels
The children hum their carols
The train all run parallel
But all meet up one day

On a dusty pew in a
the Devil playing pocket pool
He's waiting for the next fool
Who forgot it was Sunday
He forgot that it was

On a pew in a vestibule
the old red Devil playing pocket pool
He's waiting for the next poor
Who that it was Sunday

And the old men
Why, sitting 'round their cracker barrels
And the
Yeah, they're out humming Christmas carols
And all those old train tracks
They're running
But all meet up one day