Luyện nghe bài hát Old Blevins

(Hank Deisler)
We had a quarrel, she and I
She told me to curl up and die
I out to drown my sorrows
At a called no tomorrows
Where the old man came and me in the eye
Old
I could tell he had some wisdom to
Some story that was and burned and stamped
his heart
Then his eyes to glisten
'Cause he could see that I would
We sat there at that bar nearly three
And this is Old Blevins said to me
He said "Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
In Tijuana blah blah blah in 1963
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
You should have been there blah blah
Is what Old said to me
I sat there and I to his words
As they flapped around my head little birds
Had he gone plumb 'round the
Or could I not comprehend
His were writing lines 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 no effect on me
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
The depression blah blah blah
And he not leave me be
Old blevins was still talking when I seized my chance to
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
That I might become old 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
were made
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
How 'bout them blah blah blah
Like Old used to say
Old