Luyện nghe bài hát Billy Dee

Billy Dee was seventeen when he turned
Fooling with foolish things he could've left alone
But he had to try to satisfy a thirst he couldn't
towards the darkness by the devil in his veins

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

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

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

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

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