Luyện nghe bài hát Milton

Now, I'll tell ya a tale that'll bust yer
That only a few knew, ta start
It all took place when our concert tour was booked at the Hilton?
I'll guarantee ev'ry word's the truth
Got ta prove it, too,
we all toured with a fella by the name a' Milton

Now Milton was o-fficial director,
Electrical plug connector
An' the travel conductor
we ever seen in our lives
He'd say "Whaddya mean, ya more rest?
"The world don't care whether ya yer best!
"Simply show up promptly at six A.M. with instruments ...and your wives!"

[Choir; in of "Bringing In The Sheaves" way]
we gather at the airport?

He'd arrive in the nick a' time
A good five ahead a' flight time
A-lookin' he'd been drug through a needle's eye
He'd stand there, stoned and about ta
On his Egg an' his giant Coke
An' then he'd throw all the tickets on the and say
"Check the and let's fly!"
"Well, mean, this is too much weight?
"We only got forty-six a' freight!
"And if it don't go, gonna explain it to our fan club in Tacoma?"

all get embarassed an' head for the plane
While Milton stood there, profane
But he always managed ta get on board ...in sort of a coma

When the drinks were up yonder...

Well, we deplaned at th' end
All the seemed to commence again
Though Milton had ordered three wagons, a pickup truck and a limo
And though he'd phoned to that Number Two
an' fussin' an' turnin' blue
We'd always end up with two and a Pinto

Now Milton took all a' stuff in stride
Laid on the floor, an' kicked an'
But we always looked up to him for and salvation
But sink to the bottom a' trav'lers hell
When he'd check us in a motel
And he'd grab the clerk by his an' tie an' say
"Whaddya mean, reservacines?"

Milton's bolder...

He'd shut himself in room
Let nobody in he swept the floor
Adjusted the lampshade, aligned the TV, fixed the faucet, the promoter
"Well, mean we're the warmup show?
"You're puttin' me on! stars, ya know!
"And this ain't the way we was treated last summer at Six Flags Dakota!
"Now we have a hunnert percent top billing,
"Two-thirds in advance, a' course, you silly!
"I'm sure we prefer a chauffered and two air-conditioned dressing rooms, please.
"I'm Well, so's your wife! She's not? Well, to each his own.
"Beg pardon, stick it in my Well, really, Merle who?"

William Morris, us working...

Now, Milton was a good friend a' mine
An' we'd stuck together on down line
But there was one or two points which we just had to dee-bate
takin'-your-clothes-off-an'-hangin'-from-a-cross-in-front-a'-the-Tri-County-Fairgrounds
Is not necessarily an assurance that the crowd ain't gonna throwin' tomatas
An' when ya arrive at four for a five o'clock
An' the stage ain't an' there's no electricity
all ya could do is sit on yer butt an' cut bait
However, you give ol' Milton four strong bodies, a nine-foot grand, a beer and a
An' you just knew that show was be ...outta state

Bringing in the
in the bread...

Now one night up there in
We didn't get paid for a we'd done
An' poor ol' Milton couldn't live with that; his brain just out.
Well, he locked himself in the
An' then when he didn't out for an hour an' a half
We figgered that somethin' was wrong, but we had to all doubt
We transfixed in shock and horror
When we busted that there bathroom door
And I I never see a sight like that again; no, I don't
was nothin' to do but close our eyes, an' bow our heads, an' vocalize
With a silent acapella hymn, for him

What a we had in Milton...

Now we're gettin' ready, come next
To put another concert together
And I'm sad to say ol' Milton ain't be with us
No, it ain't be exactly the same
When introduce us without his name
So Milton, wherever you are, we you miss us!
See, Milton has on down the road
Over the rainbow, for gold
Yeah, he's up where the stage lights is always on
But we forget that curly hair
When last we saw him there
Holdin' his tambourine, his thumb, an' sound asleep on the john