Luyện nghe bài hát Daylight

Daylight, woah
Daylight, is coming
Whiskey, whiskey
Whiskey, my friend

Got me a bottle, lookin' out at my El
a barro, whip up an egg and avocado
I'm on the porch like a slummy Ralph model
shirt like a lumberjack choppin' a log-o
Pistol next to the ashtray, no bow and
Got blah blah though, knock the beef outcha top
I'm livin' like there is a tomorrow
I'm motion, I'm slow cookin'
The pot holds potatoes
I smell the storm comin', I like a sorrow
I like watching that muddy water fillin' up the
I like hearing the woods cry, moan, whisper and songs
So I can long; an aficionado
Raindrops on the hit: a pizzicato
I'm free-fallin', the airplane on idle
Freezer like I hit the lotto
And I got beer than a Colorado hollow

Do you

And just like the wolf
A couple sips down and it's nothin' but
Alcohol and rain, now that's grown men do
You keep it one hundred, I keep a proof
Cause the raindrops fallin' on that old tin roof
I pour myself a glass of and I get the blues
To get down, to get down I get down
To get I get loaded
Call me what you want but don't past two
Unless you got some to contribute
To get down, to get down I get loaded
To get I get loaded
When the fallin' on that old tin roof
I pour myself a glass of and I get the blues
To get down, to get down I get down
To get I get loaded
Call me what you want but call past two
Unless you got some to contribute

To get down, to get down I get down
To get down I get

'til I'm heavily faded
All the sudden the suds I'm sippin' got me feelin'
I complicate the
My drinkin' partners are the
Me and my buddy, Jack
Daniels, whatever, we Beamin', if we get lucky, maybe
We get a visit from the baby King 13 and go fuckin'
Ten racks for a crystal chandelier full of liquid
Now Patsy Cline got me after midnight
I'm tippin' the neck, gotta make sure to the lid tight
Was sittin' up with attention and now I just sit
Slump down in my chair like a pimp, pondering this
I'm the grandson of Otis Williams

Part of me's Cherokee, the part is a pilgrim
So me and like splittin' me up the middle
One's tryin' to love him, the other one's tryin' to a man

And like the howlin' wolf
A couple down and it's nothin' but blues
and rain, now that's what grown men do
You keep it one hundred, I a hundred proof
Cause when the raindrops fallin' on old tin roof
I pour myself a glass of and I get the blues
To get down, to get down I get down
To get I get loaded
Call me what you want but call past two
Unless you got some liquor to
To get down, to get down I get loaded
To get I get loaded
When the raindrops fallin' on that old tin
I pour myself a of liquor and I get the blues
To get down, to get I get loaded down
To get down I get
Call me what you want but call past two
Unless you got some liquor to
To get down, to get down I get down
To get I get down

Daylight, woah
Daylight, is again
Whiskey, woah
Whiskey, my friend