Luyện nghe bài hát Old Blevins

(Hank Deisler)
We had a quarrel, she and I
She told me just to up and die
I crept out to drown my
At a called no tomorrows
Where the old man and looked me in the eye
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I could he had some wisdom to impart
story that was etched and burned and stamped
Upon his
Then his eyes to glisten
he could see that I would listen
We sat there at that bar nearly three
And this is what Old Blevins to me
He said "Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
In Tijuana blah blah blah back in
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
You should been there blah blah blah
Is Old Blevins said to me
I sat there and I listened to his
As they flapped my head like little birds
Had he gone plumb the bend
Or could I just not
His were writing lines I could not read
suddenly, it all came clear to me
As he said "Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
crazy hippies blah blah blah blah no effect on me
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
The great blah blah blah
And he would not me be
Old blevins was still talking when I seized my chance to
Back home she's never known I'm not the fool I to be
Buy I know a man and woman's lives were somehow changed
By a loathesome toothless geezer, and deranged
And my memories of that evening and inner mounting fear
That I might become old Blevins anywhere that sell beer
And I'll say "Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
I don't remember blah blah blah blah blah
Mistakes were
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
How 'bout Cowboys? blah blah blah
Like Old used to say
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