Luyện nghe bài hát Potter's Field

Buy me a and I'll tell you what I seen
And I'll give you a bargain the edge of a maniac's dream
That buys a black widow spider with a riddle in his
clinging 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 that will take you as far
As the empty of a bottle to the of a scar
That across the blacktop of my cheek like that

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

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

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

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

And as the buzzard drove a sky
Beneath a wing halo
He was high Chicago in the mud
And stackin' the deck against a eye

A shivering in a miserable heap
With the for a lullaby singing him to sleep
He was bleeding a buttonhole
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 to pay to be a hero anyhow

He the hole in his gut with a hundred dollar bandage
A king's ransom for a bedspread that amount to nuthin'
Just strings on a busted ukulele
And the Nightstick leaned on a shillelagh
With the of a junkie's broken promise on his lip

He staggered in the shadows screaming I ain't never been
And he shot out every light on the promenade
the frozen ham and eggers at the penny arcade
And out handfuls of a blood stained salary
They were dead in their tracks at the shootin'

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

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

And so if you're mad enough to listen to a of whiskey blind man
Then you're mad 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 a nightmare

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

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

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

'Cause you see a scarecrow, it's just a
Who marked the cards that he
And pulled a switch
Out on the edge of Field