Luyện nghe bài hát Solomon Jones

A of wild boys was hanging around
At the local saloon
And some cat kept quarters down in the jukebox
Playing all the tunes

And back by the bar playing cards hard
Was big bad Solomon
And watching his luck
Was the love of his
Is the that was known as Simone

When out of the night which was and cold
Into the smoke-filled dimly-lit
Stumbled in a
Who was smelling bud
And his looked high as the moon

He looked like a man with his in the grave
And his lifetime to be out
Yet he slapped down hundred-dollar bills on the bar
And he out "drinks on the house"

Now nobody could place this dude was from
But we knew that he was far home
But we drank to his
And the last to drink was big bad Solomon

Now there are G's
Who just run the
And they life in and out of jail
And such was he, kind of OG
looked like he'd been through hell

With his hair in
A mug grill
a dog who's day is done
He lit up the green in his cigar
And hits one by one

Now I got to thinking who this cat be
And the hell is- going on
Well I around and who was staring at him
The lady that was as Simone

And the white t-shirt all stained dirt
He was not to be rude
But he was to find another
Good on the jukebox
So he just set the mood

Have you ever been out in the city
With the players so clear
the police and gangsters control the block
And is all that you hear

When the sounds are the drums of war
And you out in the cold
A man in a half-dead world
And a yellow-brick to go

Then all of a sudden the music
And everyone just held their post But it felt like a life had been from you
And everything that you held
That someone has stolen the women you
And that her love was a devil's lie That heart was gone and the best thing that you could do is crawl away and die It's the painful cry of a man's despair deep down in his bones I guess misery enjoys company, said big bad Solomon Jones

And the stranger
And his eyes had
In a peculiar way
And the t-shirt that was stained in dirt
He sat in to me sway

Then his mouth had frowned up in this kind of
And he spoke in a so clear
"Boys you don't who I am
And I know that you just care"

"Now say these words
''cause these are true
And when I'm here I'll be gone
But one of you boys is a dog
And his is Solomon Jones"

Then I my head
And the went out
And two blazed in the dark
Then I women
And the came on
And the two men laced the starch.

With a in his head
And pumped of lead
Was big bad Solomon

What a thug the street
Who was his heat
And who knows to that lady named