Luyện nghe bài hát Milton

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

Now was o-fficial tour director,
piano-playin' plug connector
An' the slave-drivin'-est conductor
That we ever seen in our
say "Whaddya mean, ya need more rest?
"The world don't care 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 at the airport?

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 about ta
On his Egg an' his giant Coke
An' then throw all the tickets on the counter and say
"Check the bags and fly!"
"Well, whaddya mean, this is too weight?
"We got forty-six pieces a' freight!
"And if it don't go, gonna explain it to our fan club in Tacoma?"

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

When the drinks served up yonder...

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

Now Milton all a' that stuff in stride
Laid on the floor, an' 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 remote
And grab the clerk by his shirt an' tie an' say
"Whaddya mean, reservacines?"

Milton's bolder...

He'd 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, mean we're the warmup show?
"You're me on! We're stars, ya know!
"And this ain't the way we was treated last at Six Flags Over Dakota!
"Now we gotta have a percent top billing,
"Two-thirds in advance, a' course, you silly!
"I'm we prefer a chauffered limosine and two air-conditioned dressing rooms, please.
"I'm what? Well, so's wife! She's not? Well, to each his own.
"Beg pardon, stick it in my what? Well, really, who?"

William Morris, us working...

Now, Milton was a real friend a' mine
An' we'd stuck together on down that
But there was one or two points which we just had to dee-bate
Like
Is not necessarily an assurance that the crowd ain't gonna start throwin'
An' when ya arrive at four for a five show
An' the stage ain't an' there's no electricity
About all ya do is sit on yer butt an' cut bait
However, you give ol' four strong bodies, a nine-foot grand, a beer and a cigarette
An' you just that show was gonna be ...outta state

Bringing in the
in the bread...

Now one night up in Washington
We didn't get for a show we'd done
An' poor ol' couldn't live with that; his brain just shorted out.
Well, he locked in the bathroom
An' then when he come out for an hour an' a half
We figgered that somethin' was wrong, but we had to all doubt
We stood in shock and horror
When we busted down that bathroom door
And I I never see a sight like 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 December
To put another tour together
And I'm sad to say ol' ain't a-gonna be with us
No, it ain't gonna be exactly the
they introduce us without his name
So Milton, wherever you are, we hope you us!
See, Milton has on down the road
Over the rainbow, for gold
Yeah, up there where the stage lights is always on
But we can't forget that hair
When last we saw him there
his tambourine, suckin' his thumb, an' sound asleep on the john