Luyện nghe bài hát Best of All Possible Worlds

I was runnin' through the summer rain, try'n' to that evenin' train
And kill the old familiar pain weavin' my tangled brain
When I tipped my bottle and smacked into a cop I didn't see
That police man said, "Mister Cool, if you ain't drunk, you're a
fool."
I said, "If that's against the law, then tell me why I saw
A man locked in jail of yours who wasn't neither black or poor as
me?"
Well, that was when someone turned out the
And I wound up in jail to spend the
And of all the wine and lonely girls
In this of all possible worlds.
Well, I woke up next mornin' feelin' like my was gone
And like my thick old tongue was something sick and wrong
And I told that man I'd sell my for something wet and cold as that
old cell.
That kindly jailer at me, all eaten up with sympathy
Then poured himself another beer and and whispered in my ear,
"If booze was just a dime a bottle boy, you couldn't buy the smell"
I said, "I knew there was I liked about this town."
But it takes more that to bring me down, down, down.
'Cause there's still a lot of wine and lonely
In this best of all possible
Well, they finally and told me they was a gonna set me free
And I'd be leavin' if I knew what was good for me
I said, "It's nice to that ev'rybody's so concerned about my
health."
(They were with it)
I said, "I won't be leavin' no more than I can
'Cause I've enjoyed about as much of as I can stand
And I don't need town of yours more than I never needed nothin'
else."
there's still a lot of drinks that I ain't drunk
And lots of pretty that I ain't thunk
And lord there's still so many lonely
In best of all possible worlds.