Luyện nghe bài hát Bottle of Blues

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

And I've been for a year or a day
strange 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 of fake energy
Put a nickel in the machine
I get and lower

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

Egos drone and alone
Like balloons
All banged and
On a backwoods
The shiver
In the of belief

I tell my momma I'm a hundred late
I'm the rails and out of the race
And the crippled
Of an age that won't
Are ringing in my

hands with an impotent dream
In a of fake energy
Put a nickel in the graveyard
I get higher and

I get and lower
Like a tired
With to shoot
And nowhere to it's a
of blues

There's a plan
Yeah,

Well I just found me a bottle of
Some strange comfort for a to soothe
it hard, ain't it hard
To want who doesn't want you

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

I get higher and
a tired soldier
With nothing' to
And nowhere dreams a
of blues
Bottle of

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