Luyện nghe bài hát Billy Dee

Billy Dee was seventeen when he twenty-one
Fooling some foolish things he could've left alone
But he had to try to satisfy a thirst he name
Driven towards the darkness by the devil in his

All around the honky tonks, searching for a
Gettin' by on gettin' on women, words and wine
Some folks called him crazy, Lord, and others him free
But we just us lucky for the love of Billy Dee

goin' his own way and speakin' his own words
Facin' and forgettin' warnin' that he heard
Makin' friends and takin' any crazy he could
Gettin' busted for the bad times and believin' in the

took a beatin' from a world he meant no harm
The score was written in the up on his arm
Some felt he was payin' for the life he to lead
But all we felt was sorry for our good Billy Dee

It may be his soul was bigger than a body's be
songs and bringin' laughter to the likes of you and me
'Cause the he saw was sadder than the one he hoped to find
But it wasn't as lonesome as the one he left behind

Yesterday they found him on the floor of his
Reachin' towards the needle, Lord, that drove him down to
Some folks called it suicide, others blame the
We just called it when Billy Dee O.D.