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 buys a black widow with a riddle in his yarn
That's clinging to the furrow of a man's brow

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

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

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

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

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

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

A Nightstick in a miserable heap
With the siren for a lullaby 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 grip of a by now
Is learnin' you have to pay to be a hero anyhow

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

He staggered in the shadows screaming I ain't never afraid
And he shot out every light on the promenade
Past the frozen ham and 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 the alabaster orbs
And from a dime a dance hall girl and stuffed a dollar bill
In her blouse and the cruel and unusual punishment of her smile

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 full of whiskey 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 bout half past a

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

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

'Cause 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
'Cause he'd cut my bleedin' heart out if he found out I squealed

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