Luyện nghe bài hát Last Year's Man

The falls down on last year's man
That's a Jew's harp on the table a crayon in his hand
And the corners of the blueprint are ruined since rolled
Far past the stems of thumbtacks that still throw on the wood
And the skylight is skin for a drum I'll never mend
And all the rain falls down on the works of last year's man

I met a lady, she was with her soldiers in the dark
Oh, one by one she had to tell them that her name was of Arc
I was in that army, yes I a little while
I want to thank you, Joan of Arc for treating me so
And though I wear a uniform I was not born to
All these wounded you lie beside goodnight, my friends, goodnight

I came a wedding that old families had contrived
Bethlehem the bridegroom, Babylon the
Babylon was naked, oh she stood there trembling for me
And Bethlehem inflamed us both like the shy one at some
And when we fell together all our was like a veil
That I had to draw to see the serpent eat its tail

women wait for Jesus, and some women wait for Cain
So I hang upon my altar and I my Axe again
And I the one who finds me back to where it all began
When Jesus was the honeymoon and Cain was the man
And we read from pleasant Bibles that are bound in and skin
That the wilderness is gathering all its back again

The rain falls down on last man
An has gone by and he has not moved his hand
But will happen if he only gives the word
The lovers rise up and the mountains touch the ground
But the skylight is like skin for a I'll never mend
And all the rain falls down amen on the of last year's man