Luyện nghe bài hát Billy Dee

Billy Dee was seventeen he turned twenty-one
Fooling some foolish things he could've left alone
But he had to try to satisfy a he couldn't name
towards the darkness by the devil in his veins

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

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

Billy 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 tried to
But all we felt was for our good friend Billy Dee

It may be his soul was bigger than a oughta 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 near as lonesome as the one he behind

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