Luyện nghe bài hát .38 Special

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

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

See I'll be number one
And too beer two is done
And it's three, four, five, six
And they're all again

And still the flask
I forget I have
Sitting in in my with my .38 special revolver

Still the flask
I forget I have
Sitting in in my office with my .38 special (x3)

Looking back another empty glass
To the when I was so small
Peaking over the that was too tall
Stealing my first sip of
This be my last slug of it all

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

half the flask
I always forget I
Sitting in in my office with my .38 revolver (x5)

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

by myself
While everybody
Is out in the park
Or going home in police
They

Oh la da da oh la la la (x12)