Luyện nghe bài hát Potter's Field

Buy me a drink and I'll you what I seen
And give you a bargain from the edge of a maniac's dream
That buys a black widow spider with a riddle in his
That's clinging to the furrow of a man's brow

I'll start talking from the of a thimble full of whiskey
On a train through the Bronx that will take you as far
As the empty of a bottle to the highway of a
stretched across the blacktop of my cheek like that

And then ducks beneath the of a fugitive's hat
You'll learn why liquor makes a stool rat on every face
That left his shadow down on Saint Marks place

Hell, I'd double cross my mother if it was whiskey that they
And so an early bird Nightstick's on the hit parade
He ain't got a prayer and his days are
And you'll track him like a dog

Well, it's a tough customer, you're in this trade
'Cause the heart pumps lemonade
And whiskey keeps a blind man alright
And I'm the only one who knows where he stayed last night

He was in a wreckin' yard in a storm
In a wheelbarrow with nothing but to keep him warm
And a half a dollars in unmarked bills
Was the blanket in a February chill

And as the buzzard a crooked sky
a black wing halo
He was high Chicago in the mud
And stackin' the against a dragnet's eye

A shivering Nightstick in a heap
With the siren for a lullaby singing him to
He was bleeding a buttonhole
Torn by a slug, fired the barrel of a two dollar gun

That a blister on the grip of a punk by now
Is learnin' you have to pay to be a hero anyhow

He dressed the hole in his gut with a hundred dollar
A ransom for a bedspread that don't amount to nuthin'
Just cobweb on a busted ukulele
And the leaned on a black shillelagh
With the poison of a junkie's broken on his lip

He in the shadows screaming I ain't never been afraid
And he shot out every street on the promenade
Past the frozen ham and at the penny arcade
And throwin' out of a blood stained salary
were dead in their tracks at the shootin' gallery

And they off a twenty-one gun salute
And the corner of his eye, he caught the alabaster orbs
And from a dime a dance hall girl and a thousand dollar bill
In her blouse and caught the and unusual punishment of her smile

And the Nightstick winked beneath a brim
Ain't no one seen nor hair of him see
No one but a on Riker's Island and me

And so if you're mad enough to to a full of whiskey blind man
Then you're mad enough to look beyond where bloodhounds to go
If you want to know where the Nightstick's hidin' out
You be down at the ferry landin', oh, say bout half past a nightmare

When it's twisted on a clock you tell 'em Nickels
Whiskey always him talk

You ask for Captain with the mud on his kicks
He's the skipper of the steamer
And she sails the Bronx across the river Styx
And a just a ticket for a dreamer

'Cause when the weather vane's sleepin' and the moon turns his
You crawl on your belly 'long the tracks
And cross heart and hope to die and stick a needle in your eye
'Cause he'd cut my bleedin' heart out if he found out that I

'Cause you see a scarecrow, it's a hoodlum
Who marked the cards he dealed
And pulled a gypsy
Out on the edge of Field