Luyện nghe bài hát Bottle of Blues

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

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

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

I get higher and
Like a soldier
With nothing' to
And nowhere to it's a
Bottle of

Egos drone and alone
Like balloons
All banged and
On a river
The shiver
In the stench of

I my momma I'm a hundred years late
I'm over the and out of the race
And the crippled
Of an age that won't
Are in my ears

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

I get and lower
a tired soldier
With to shoot
And to lose it's a
Bottle of

There's a plan
Yeah,

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

Holding' hands with an impotent
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 nowhere it's a
Bottle of
Bottle of

And I'm a [Incomprehensible] in the of a