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?
guarantee ev'ry word's the Gospel truth
Got witnesses ta it, too,
'Cause we all toured with a by the name a' Milton

Now Milton was 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. with your ...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 five minutes ahead a' flight
A-lookin' like he'd drug through a needle's eye
stand there, stoned and about ta choke
On his Egg McMuffin an' his giant
An' then he'd throw all the tickets on the and say
"Check the and let's fly!"
"Well, whaddya mean, this is too weight?
"We only got forty-six 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, profane
But somehow he always managed ta get on ...in sort of a coma

When the were served up yonder...

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

Now took all a' that stuff in stride
Laid on the floor, an' an' cried
But we always up to him for hope and salvation
But we'd sink to the a' trav'lers hell
he'd check us in a remote 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 ain't the way we was treated last summer at Six Flags Over Dakota!
"Now we gotta a hunnert percent top billing,
"Two-thirds in advance, a' course, you silly!
"I'm sure we a chauffered limosine and two air-conditioned dressing rooms, please.
"I'm what? Well, so's your wife! She's Well, to each his own.
"Beg pardon, stick it in my Well, really, Merle who?"

William Morris, us working...

Now, Milton was a real good friend a'
An' we'd stuck on down that line
But there was one or two points over which we had to dee-bate
Like
Is not necessarily an assurance that the crowd ain't gonna start tomatas
An' when ya at four for a five o'clock show
An' the stage ain't built an' there's no
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 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 didn't come out for an hour an' a
We figgered that somethin' was wrong, but we had to all doubt
We transfixed in shock and horror
When we down that there bathroom door
And I hope I never see a like that again; 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 December
To put another concert together
And I'm sad to say ol' Milton ain't a-gonna be us
No, it gonna be exactly the same
When they introduce us without his
So Milton, you are, we hope you miss 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 curly
When last we saw him there
Holdin' his tambourine, his thumb, an' sound asleep on the john