Luyện nghe bài hát Milton

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

Now was o-fficial tour director,
Electrical plug connector
An' the slave-drivin'-est travel
That we ever seen in our
He'd say "Whaddya mean, ya need rest?
"The world don't whether ya look yer best!
"Simply show up promptly at six A.M. your instruments ...and your wives!"

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

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

We'd all get an' head for the plane
Milton stood there, bein' profane
But somehow he always managed ta get on board ...in sort of a

When the were served up yonder...

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

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

getting bolder...

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

William Morris, us working...

Now, Milton was a real friend a' mine
An' we'd stuck together on that line
But was one or two points over which we just had to dee-bate
Like
Is not necessarily an that the crowd ain't gonna start throwin' tomatas
An' when ya at four for a five o'clock show
An' the ain't built an' there's no electricity
About all ya could do is sit on yer butt an' cut
However, you give ol' Milton four strong bodies, a grand, a beer and a cigarette
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 show done
An' poor ol' Milton couldn't live with that; his brain shorted out.
Well, he locked himself in the
An' then when he didn't out for an hour an' a half
We figgered somethin' was wrong, but we had to remove all doubt
We stood transfixed in and horror
When we busted that there bathroom door
And I hope I never see a sight like that again; no, I
There was 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 gettin' ready, come next December
To put another concert together
And I'm sad to say ol' Milton ain't be with us
No, it ain't gonna be exactly the
When they us without his name
So Milton, wherever you are, we hope you us!
See, Milton has moved on down the
the rainbow, lookin' for gold
Yeah, up there where the stage lights is always on
But we can't forget that hair
When we saw him a-settin' there
Holdin' his tambourine, suckin' his thumb, an' sound asleep on the