Luyện nghe bài hát Potter's Field

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

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

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

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

Well, it's a tough customer, you're getting in this
'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' yard in a switchblade
In a wheelbarrow nothing but revenge to keep him warm
And a half a million dollars in bills
Was the Nightstick's in a February chill

And as the drove a crooked sky
Beneath a black halo
He was high Chicago in the mud
And the deck against a dragnet's eye

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

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

He dressed the hole in his gut with a hundred dollar
A king's ransom for a that don't amount to nuthin'
cobweb strings on a busted ukulele
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 out every street 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 fired off a twenty-one gun salute
And the corner of his eye, he caught the alabaster orbs
And from a dime a dance girl and stuffed a thousand dollar bill
In her blouse and the cruel and unusual punishment of her smile

And the Nightstick winked beneath a rainsoaked
no one seen hide nor hair of him see
No one but a on Riker's Island and me

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

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

You ask for Captain with the mud on his kicks
He's the skipper of the steamer
And she sails from the across the river 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 belly 'long the railroad
And cross your heart and hope to die and a needle in your eye
'Cause he'd cut my bleedin' out if he found out that I squealed

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