Luyện nghe bài hát Egg & Daughter Nite, Lincoln Nebraska, 1967 (Crazy Bone)

If you your apples sweet
And streets are not concrete
You'll be in your bed by nine every
your hand-spanked, corn-fed gal
And your friend's four-eyed pal
To a treat right down the street as
Don't let your conscience be your
If you put your foot
You wish you left your well-enough
you got hell to pay
Put the on layaway
And blame it on that old crazy

Crazy (crazy bone)
Crazy (crazy bone)
Well you wish you'd left well-enough alone
you got hell to pay
Put the truth on
And it on the old crazy bone

Don't be up in Alaska
When you be in Nebraska
On a when it's Egg & Daughter Nite
the farmers come to town
And they them eggs around
And they their daughters down at the roller rink

you're probably standing there
With your slicked-back, hair
Your Lucky's and daddy's fine-tooth comb
If they knew what you thinking
They'd run you out of
Just it on that old crazy bone

Crazy (crazy bone)
bone (crazy bone)
Well you have left your wisdom tooth at home
If they knew you were thinking
run you out of Lincoln
Blame it on the old crazy

When the all are grown
And put you in a home
And is approaching fast
Yeah you're half out of head
And you pissed the bed
And you can't see a thing to your ass
And far across the (prairie)
In the cemetery ('tery)
They got your name carved out in stone
all them nurses say
Grandpa why you walk way?
blame it on that old crazy bone
Yeah blame it on old

bone (crazy bone)
Crazy (crazy bone)
And everybody in old folks' home
If they knew you were thinking
run you out of Lincoln
Just blame it on that old bone
And everybody in that old folks'
Yeah it on that old crazy bone