Luyện nghe bài hát Walking Spanish

He's got a homemade special
You his glass is full of sand
And it just like a jaybird
The way it fits his hand
He rolled a up in his trick towel
slap their hands against the wall
You never trip, you stumble
He's walking spanish the hall
him a picture of our Jesus
Or give him a to dig a hole
all he done ain't no one's business
But he'll need for the cold
dim the lights over on Broadway
Even the king has bowed his
Every face looks up at Mason
walking spanish down the hall
Latella's screeching for a pig
Sander's carved it out of wood
He never sang when he got
tried it all but he never would
Tomorrow there'll be laundry
But he'll be somewhere else to the call
Don't say goodbye he's just early
He's walking down the hall
All St. Bartholemew said was
Into the ear of Blind Dawes
All the told the machine
Was that he broke the law
Go on and tip your hat up to the
Take off watch, your rings and all
Jesus wanted just a little more time
When he was walking spanish the hall