Luyện nghe bài hát Potter's Field

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

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

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

Hell, I'd double cross my mother if it was whiskey they payed
And so an early bird says on the hit parade
He got a prayer and his days are numbered
And track him down like a dog

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

He was in a wreckin' in a switchblade storm
In a with nothing but revenge to keep him warm
And a half a million dollars in bills
Was the Nightstick's blanket in a chill

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

it's twisted on a clock you tell 'em Nickels sentcha
Whiskey always makes him

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

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

'Cause you see a scarecrow, just a hoodlum
Who marked the that he dealed
And pulled a gypsy
Out on the of Potter's Field