Luyện nghe bài hát .38 Special

Well I'm drinking by
While everybody
Sings songs down in the
paper bagging it after dark
But a plastic bag for me
Carrying my
A few cans of
Chose the high for the rain

And the door man my name
Good old Joe sure knows my
Though he says it's the youth to
I can't say I the same

See I'll be nursing one
And too soon two is done
And then three, four, five, six
And they're all empty

And still half the
I always forget I
in in my office with my .38 special revolver

Still the flask
I always forget I
Sitting in in my office with my .38 revolver (x3)

Looking back another empty glass
To the past when I was so
over the counter that was too tall
Stealing my sip of alcohol
could be my last slug of it all

There's half the flask
I always forget I
Sitting in my office with my .38 revolver

Still half the
I always I have
Sitting in in my office my .38 special revolver (x5)

If the dead the places
Their bodies are
me one last round to see
If my luck keep
If my luck will
Oh yes me
One last to see
If my luck will keep this gun

by myself
While else
Is out in the park
Or going in police cars
sing

Oh la da da oh la la la (x12)