Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Wing

He had a wing tattooed on his shoulder
Well it might have been a blue bird I know
But get stone drunk and talk about Alaska
The boats and 45 below

He he got that blue wing up in Walla Walla
And his cellmate there was Willy John
And he was once a great blues singer
And Wing and Willy 'em up a song. They said...

It's dark in here; see the sky
But I look at this blue wing and I close my
And I fly away beyond walls
Up the clouds where the rain don't fall
On a man's dream.

They paroled Blue Wing in August, of
He moved north apples to the town of Wenatchee
Then finally caught him in a run down trailer park
On the south side of Seattle the days grow gray and dark

And he drank and he of visions when the salmon still ran free
And his fathers' crossed that wild old Bering Sea
And the belonged to everyone and there were old songs yet to sing
Now it's narrowed to a cheap hotel and a tattooed prison wing

Well he drank his way to LA, and that's where he
And no one knew his Christian and there was no one there to cry
But I there was a funeral, a preacher and a cheap pine box
And half way the service, Blue Wing began to talk. He said...

Hey hey, On a man's dream
Hey hey, On a man's dream.