Luyện nghe bài hát Bottle of Blues

I just me a bottle of blues
Some strange comfort for a soul to
Ain't it hard, ain't it
To want who doesn't want you

And I've waiting for a year or a day
Some weather must be blowing' my way
'Cause I got no mind to go or to
Or be left

Holding' hands with an impotent
In a brothel of fake
Put a in the graveyard machine
I get higher and

I get higher and
Like a tired
With nothing' to
And nowhere to it's a
of blues

Egos drone and alone
black balloons
All and blown
On a river
The shiver
In the stench of

I my momma I'm a hundred years late
I'm over the rails and out of the
And the psalms
Of an age won't thaw
Are ringing in my

Holding' hands with an dream
In a brothel of energy
Put a nickel in the graveyard
I get and lower

I get higher and
Like a soldier
With to shoot
And nowhere to it's a
of blues

There's definitely a
Yeah,

Well I just me a bottle of blues
strange comfort for a soul to soothe
Ain't it hard, it hard
To somebody who doesn't want you

Holding' hands an impotent dream
In a brothel of energy
Put a nickel in the graveyard
I get and lower

I get higher and
a tired soldier
With to shoot
And dreams it's a
Bottle of
of blues

And I'm a in the back of a