Luyện nghe bài hát Drunken Boat

The wind was whipping through the windows in the town
A hail of stones across the roof, the slates came down
A blade of light upon the spit came through the roar
With me head inside a and me leg screwed in the floor

Mother pack me bags because I'm off to parts
ask me where I'm going 'cause I'm sure it's off the charts
I'll pin your likeness on the right by my sleeping head
I'll send you cards and letters so know that I'm not dead

By this time in a week I be far away from home
fingers through the phospor or asleep in flowers of foam
From to Acapulco from Havana to Seville
We'll see monoliths and bridges and the up on the hill

An with the Russians at the piano in the bar
With ice floes through the window we raised to the Czar
We squared off on a dockside with a couple a hundred
We dallied in the and we soaked ourselves in gin

Now the only deck I'd want to walk
Are the stalks of corn my feet
And the only sea I to sail
Is the darkened pond in the scented
Where a kid crouched of sadness
his boat go drifting out
Into the sun

We sailed through and were rutted by the storm
I crumpled under cudgel and finally came ashore
I spent the two years or more just staring at the wall
We went to sea to see the world and what think we saw?

If we turned the table down and sailed around the bed
Clamped knives our teeth and tied bandannas round our heads
With the our horizon and the ceiling as the sky
You'd not expect that anyone go and fuckin' die

Now the deck that I'd want to walk
Are the stalks of corn my feet
And the only sea I to sail
Is the darkened in the scented dusk
Where a kid full of sadness
Lets his boat go out
Into the sun

At nights we passed the bottle and drank to our lost friends
We lay alone upon our and prayed that this would end
A of moving shadows with rows of swinging keys
We dreamed that whole lay rotting in the weeds

There's a sound that comes from miles if you lean your head to hear
A bell rings on board a wreck when the air is still and clear
And up above that means angel's got his wings
But all below it signifies is a ship's gone in the

Now the only that I'd want to walk
Are the of corn beneath my feet
And the sea I want to sail
Is the darkened in the scented dusk
Where a kid crouched of sadness
Lets his boat go out
Into the sun