Luyện nghe bài hát Milton

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

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

in sorta of "Bringing In The Sheaves" way]
Shall we gather at the

always arrive in the nick a' time
A good five minutes ahead a' time
A-lookin' like he'd been drug through a eye
He'd stand there, stoned and ta choke
On his Egg an' his giant Coke
An' then he'd throw all the tickets on the and say
"Check the bags and fly!"
"Well, whaddya mean, this is too weight?
"We only got pieces a' freight!
"And if it go, who's gonna explain it to our fan club in Tacoma?"

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

When the drinks were up yonder...

Well, we at th' other end
All the seemed to commence again
Though Milton had ordered three station wagons, a pickup truck and a
And though he'd ahead to that Number Two
Cussin' an' fussin' an' turnin'
We'd end up with two Datsoons and a Pinto

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

Milton's bolder...

shut himself in room one-oh-four
Let nobody in 'til he swept the
Adjusted the lampshade, the TV, fixed the faucet, called the promoter
"Well, whaddya mean we're the show?
"You're puttin' me on! stars, ya know!
"And ain't the way we was treated last summer at Six Flags Over Dakota!
"Now we have a hunnert percent top billing,
"Two-thirds in advance, a' course, you silly!
"I'm sure we prefer a chauffered limosine and two 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 good a' mine
An' we'd stuck together on down that
But there was one or two points over which we just had to
Like
Is not necessarily an assurance that the crowd ain't gonna throwin' tomatas
An' when ya arrive at four for a five show
An' the stage ain't built an' no electricity
About all ya could do is sit on yer butt an' cut
However, you give ol' four strong bodies, a nine-foot grand, a beer and a cigarette
An' you just knew that was gonna be ...outta state

Bringing in the
in the bread...

Now one night up in Washington
We didn't get paid for a show we'd
An' poor ol' Milton couldn't live with that; his just shorted out.
Well, he locked in the bathroom
An' then when he didn't come out for an an' a half
We figgered that 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 that again; no, I don't
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 we're gettin' ready, come next
To put concert tour together
And I'm sad to say ol' ain't a-gonna be with us
No, it ain't gonna be exactly the
When they introduce us his name
So Milton, you are, we hope you miss us!
See, has moved on down the road
the rainbow, lookin' for gold
Yeah, he's up there where the lights is always on
But we can't that curly hair
When last we saw him there
Holdin' his tambourine, suckin' his thumb, an' asleep on the john