Luyện nghe bài hát Madame George

Down the Avenue
child-like visions leaping into view,
A clicking of the high-heeled shoes,
Ford and Fitzroy, Joy,
Marching with the boy behind
much older now with hat on, drinking wine
And that of sweet perfume comes drifting through
Early night air like Shalimar.
Outside they're making all the
Kids out in the collecting bottle tops
Going for cigarettes and in the shops,
Happy thinking Joy.
Oh, when you fall,
Oh, that's you fall,
Yeah, when you fall.
When you into a trance
Sitting on a sofa games of chance,
With folded arms in history books you glance
Into the eyes of Joy.
And you you found the bag,
You're weaker and your knees begin to sag.
In the corner dominoes in drag
The one and only Joy.
Outside the window raps
She up and says, "Lord have mercy, I think that it's the
cops.
And immediately drops everything she
Down into the below.
And you you gotta go
On that train from up to Sandy Row
pennies at the bridges down below
In the rain, hail, and snow.
Say good-bye to Joy,
Dry your eye for Joy,
Wonder why for Joy.
As you leave the room filled with music,
Laughing music, dancing music all the room
And all the little boys come around walking away it all
So cool.
And you're about to she jumps and says, "Hey love,
You forgot glove."
And the love to love she loves to love the
To love to love she loves to love the love to
Say to Madame Joy,
Dry eye for Madame Joy,
Wonder why for Joy,
Dry eye for Madame Joy.
In the wind and the rain, in the back street, in the street,
In the back street, in the street, in the back street,
Say good-bye to George.
Down in the back street, in the back street,
Say good-bye, say to Madame Joy.