Luyện nghe bài hát Jockey Full Of Bourbon

originally by Tom
Edna Million in a drop dead
Dutch on a downtown train
Two-dollar pistol but the gun shoot
I'm in the corner on the pouring
Sixteen men on a dead chest
And been drinking from a broken cup
Two pairs of and a mohair vest
I'm full of bourbon, I can't up

Hey little bird, fly home
Your house is on fire, are alone
Hey little bird, fly home
Your house is on fire, children are alone
Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan's
And I'm stepping on the devil's
the stripes of a full moon's head
And the bars of a Cuban jail
Bloody on a purple knife
Flamingo drinking a cocktail glass
I'm on the lawn with someone else's
Admire the view up on top of the mast

I said,
Yellow sheets on a Kong bed
Stazybo horn and a ride
"To the carnival" is she said
A dollars makes it dark inside
Million in a drop dead suit
Dutch on a downtown train
pistol but the gun won't shoot
I'm in the corner on the rain