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 Gospel
Got ta prove it, too,
'Cause we all toured with a fella by the a' Milton

Now Milton was tour director,
Electrical piano-playin' plug
An' the travel conductor
That we ever in our lives
He'd say "Whaddya mean, ya more rest?
"The world care whether ya look yer best!
"Simply up promptly at six A.M. with your instruments ...and your wives!"

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

He'd always arrive in the a' time
A five minutes ahead a' flight time
A-lookin' like he'd been drug a needle's eye
He'd stand there, and about ta choke
On his Egg an' his giant Coke
An' he'd throw all the tickets on the counter and say
"Check the and let's fly!"
"Well, whaddya mean, this is too much
"We got forty-six pieces a' freight!
"And if it don't go, who's gonna 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 served up yonder...

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

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

Milton's bolder...

He'd shut himself in room
Let nobody in 'til he swept the
Adjusted the lampshade, aligned the TV, the faucet, called 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 Over Dakota!
"Now we gotta have a hunnert 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 Well, so's your wife! She's not? Well, to each his own.
"Beg pardon, stick it in my what? Well, really, who?"

William Morris, us working...

Now, was a real good 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
takin'-your-clothes-off-an'-hangin'-from-a-cross-in-front-a'-the-Tri-County-Fairgrounds
Is not necessarily an assurance that the crowd gonna start throwin' tomatas
An' when ya arrive at four for a five o'clock
An' the stage ain't built an' there's no
About all ya could do is sit on yer butt an' cut
However, you ol' Milton 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 there in
We didn't get for a show we'd done
An' poor ol' Milton couldn't with that; his brain just shorted out.
Well, he locked in the bathroom
An' then when he didn't come out for an hour an' a
We that somethin' was wrong, but we had to remove all doubt
We transfixed in shock and horror
When we busted that there bathroom door
And I hope I never see a sight like that no, I don't
There was nothin' to do but our eyes, an' bow our heads, an' vocalize
With a silent five-part hymn, for him

What a we had in Milton...

Now we're gettin' ready, come next
To put another concert tour
And I'm sad to say ol' ain't a-gonna be with us
No, it ain't be exactly the same
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, lookin' for
Yeah, he's up there where the stage is always on
But we can't forget that hair
When last we saw him there
Holdin' his tambourine, suckin' his thumb, an' sound asleep on the