Luyện nghe bài hát Long Lost Tapes of Hendrix

One evening while out a friend
I to see
He was behind a bottle
On and Bowery

He said, "I got some for you
Only a couple of bob
About a buried
Back in Ballydehob

Well, I him all the bucks I had
And he took me by the
I know you love
I've got news to beat the

For back in me native town
In the Allied Bank
The long lost tapes of
Are hidden in the

You can talk your pyramids
And your pints of stout
But the long tapes of Hendrix
Will them in the dirt

So I stole me credit card
To the I did jog
Very thereafter
I in Ballydehob

When I hit the Irish me
Fatigue to desire
I beheld two hundred
Of Maggie McGuire

She cast her eyes me
"what are you in me bank?"
I'm on a secret mission, doll
Oh no, not Yank

I hate the sight of yez
Apart from your
That man can me
Any way he

What are you later?
Yera, I'm not up to
you care for a pint of Guinness?
I never touch the

But one pint led to two or
Six to or eight
Until I was hands with meself
And that girl was feelin' no

She was startin' to look
Though there was of her in sight
Six hundred pounds of
do you have in mind?

Oh, sweet Magurie
There's one I'd adore
To go to the vault of your bank
And do it on the

No bother, a str
easily arranged
So we into the bank
And the creaky stairs

we were inside
The vault and the very floor
I see the tapes of Hendrix
And they behind the door

I never had such a night of
She every trick in the book

Over, under,
By the I was shook
When she finally keeled
I gently moved her

With her wakin' the very dead
I for the tapes
all at once
A big flash took me by surprise

An in tie-dye
Arose before me
A headed black man
Exploded in the

T'was the of Jimi Hendrix
And him playin' the pipes
I woke up in the
A weddin' ring on me

Two hundred of Maggie McGuire
to beat the band
Oh, you're so
No engagement did I

Just one mad of blisterin' sex
Brought me to my
So now I in Ballydehob
the rain pours down all week

I'm nearly away from tendin'
To Maggie needs
The moral of story is
Don't ever your dreams

And keep from Hendrix
And his goddamn tapes
You can talk about your
And your of Guinness stout

But the long lost tapes of
Will leave in the dirt