Luyện nghe bài hát Old Blevins

(Hank Deisler)
We had a quarrel, she and I
She me just to curl up and die
I crept out to drown my
At a joint no tomorrows
Where the old man and looked me in the eye
Old
I could tell he had some wisdom to
Some story that was etched and and stamped
Upon his
Then his eyes to glisten
'Cause he could see that I would
We sat there at that bar 'til 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 around my head like birds
Had he gone 'round the bend
Or could I just not
His lips were writing I could not read
When suddenly, it all clear to me
As he said "Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Then crazy hippies blah blah blah blah no on me
blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
The great depression blah blah
And he not leave me be
Old blevins was still talking when I seized my to flee
home she's never known I'm not the fool I used to be
Buy I know that a man and woman's lives somehow changed
By a loathesome toothless geezer, incoherent and
And my of that evening fuel and inner mounting fear
I might become old Blevins anywhere that they sell beer
And I'll say "Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
I don't remember blah blah blah blah blah
Mistakes made
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
How 'bout them Cowboys? blah blah
Like Old used to say
Old