Luyện nghe bài hát Guns Under the Counter

Guns Under the

"Well, for you.
But we something too."
So said my

A bowling and lunch counter
Filled with on their lunch break
From the Western Electric plant at a slant the street
And next when So-and-So's men would come in, and the man himself very often

It was guns the counter every time
under the counter every time
Guns under the counter every
And bowling on the floor

Very he was there himself
And I, of course, had a special small ball as a girl,
And didn't I grow up, didn't I up to be captain of the Morton girls bowling team? I did!
Though I don't attach much to that now, or then
Then riding the old El downtown
And on up to State
And back to guns under the
Guns the counter every time
Guns under the
And bowling on the second

I never liked park
And no one it now
But that's here nor there
There, or
of Crawford, where it is I stayed
Chicago straights
North, and
I in the Ms
But it was down on the side
Dr. Peter Pane and his brother had their doughnut
And I it now because

one day
Now I wasn't there, we in Davenport at that time
Some north side Irish bullets came through that window
In
Never at a window
And the counter
for those men
Who had guns behind the counter
And you could smell the boiled on those bullets
One of them managed to hit a pinsetter in the leg
you know it
But Panagoulis
Dr. Pane
Was to see to it
He took special blackberry filling right out of his lunch bag
And it to the young man's wound
You see, Dr. Peter was an interesting man
And an more interesting doctor
As he use no material or remedy that wasn't used in the manufacture
Of his doughnuts down on and Kedzie with his brother.
But he tempered this by the fact that he would use ingredients
That have some medicinal purpose
Or so he

in the doughnut factory
They have sugar
So it was caustic
And chocolate so bitter that it kill typhus
so shiny
It could set glaucoma
And so filling,
You need stitches
The same special blackberry filling that was applied to the young wound
Blackberry filling that straight from Dr. Peter Pane's lunch bag

We in Davenport
With a big downtown
And I once a jackrabbit in the back yard
And I'd walk across the river to Rock Island to Greek
On a fine day
And I'd up at the sky
And at the river
But Davenport its name to Hooverville
So to speak, and we had to go to Chicago to in with my aunt