Luyện nghe bài hát Blues For Sporting Life

Baby eyes still burning bright
the flickering glow of the pilot light,
the most dreams that never come true,
castles by the tide,
and just along for the ride.
We were chasing the sun out on Number One,
rollin' down to Pescadero for homemade pie.
Back when makin' music mattered than packaged rock-and-roll,
back before that far-away look in baby blue eyes.
(Bridge:)
But the women can't resist him and the old won't leave him alone.
If you're lookin' for a good time, this got the art down cold.
He's got a pocket full of sunshine to up the darkest dawn.
The party's just beginning and everybody else has home.
When you feel like a slave to sportin' life,
between pleasure and pain is the line.
Bet all you could for some fast-movin' time.
Calling, raising, drawing on a four-card
and the is a good friend that you can't trust.
(Bridge:)
The party's just beginning and everybody else has home.