Luyện nghe bài hát Daylight

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

Got me a bottle, out at my El Dorado
a barro, whip up an egg and avocado
I'm on the porch like a slummy Ralph model
Flannel shirt like a lumberjack choppin' a
Pistol to the ashtray, no bow and arrow
Got blah blah though, knock the outcha top nacho
I'm livin' like there is a tomorrow
I'm slow motion, I'm slow
The pot holds potatoes
I the storm comin', I like watching a sorrow
I like watching muddy water fillin' up the potholes
I like hearing the woods cry, moan, whisper and songs
So I can think an aficionado
Raindrops on the string a pizzicato
I'm free-fallin', the pilot's on idle
Freezer like I hit the lotto
And I got beer colder than a Colorado

Do you

And just the howlin' wolf
A sips down and it's nothin' but blues
Alcohol and rain, now that's what 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 liquor and I get the
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 to contribute
To get down, to get down I get down
To get I get loaded
When the raindrops fallin' on old tin roof
I pour a glass of liquor and I get the blues
To get down, to get down I get down
To get down I get
Call me you want but don't call past two
Unless you got liquor to contribute

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

Drinkin' 'til I'm faded
All the sudden the suds I'm sippin' got me edumacated
I the uncomplicated
My partners are the greatest
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 for a crystal chandelier full of liquid swazy
Now Patsy Cline got me after midnight
I'm tippin' the neck, gotta make sure to keep the lid
Was up with attention and now I just sit like
Slump down in my like a pimp, pondering this life
I'm the grandson of Otis Williams

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

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