Luyện nghe bài hát Blues For Sporting Life

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