Luyện nghe bài hát Potter's Field

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

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

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

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

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

He was in a wreckin' in a switchblade storm
In a wheelbarrow with 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 drove a crooked sky
Beneath a wing halo
He was high Chicago in the mud
And stackin' the against a dragnet's eye

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

That scorched a blister on the of a punk by now
Is what 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 strings on a busted
And the Nightstick leaned on a black
With the poison of a broken promise on his lip

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

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

And the Nightstick winked a rainsoaked brim
Ain't no one hide nor hair of him see
No one but a spade on Riker's 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 to know just where the Nightstick's hidin' out
You be down at the ferry landin', oh, let's say half past a nightmare

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

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

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

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