Luyện nghe bài hát Looks Like Rain

Looks Rain
(J. Lyon)

She caught the to Reno
Said phone me in a week
I had a ten-spot in my
And her on my cheek
I still that railroad whistle
like a hurricane
Weatherman says tomorrow
But it looks like rain

I had a take me downtown
To my usual port o'
Where everyone's a sailor
on a call
I took my cottage
And slowly poured it down the
says fair tomorrow
But tonight it looks like

I mumble I'm better off
out that I don't care
But the whiskey takes my drunken
And throws them the stairs
the black-and-white above the bar
I hear that sad refrain
Weatherman says tomorrow
But tonight it looks like

no no no no
No, people I haven't gone
It's that mean old southern whiskey
Clouding up my
It's that mean old Southern whiskey
me down again
Lord, Lord, Lord, I wish she'd caught that train
Weatherman says fair
But tonight it looks like