Luyện nghe bài hát Potter's Field

Buy me a drink and I'll tell you I seen
And I'll give you a bargain 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 blind man's

I'll start talking from the 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 stretched across the blacktop of my cheek like

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

Hell, I'd double cross my if it was whiskey that they payed
And so an early bird says Nightstick's on the hit
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
the Nightstick's 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 storm
In a wheelbarrow with nothing but revenge to him warm
And a half a million dollars in unmarked
Was the Nightstick's blanket in a February

And as the buzzard a crooked sky
a black wing 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 a buttonhole
Torn by a slug, fired from the of a two dollar gun

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

He dressed the hole in his gut with a hundred bandage
A king's ransom for a bedspread don't amount to nuthin'
Just cobweb strings on a busted
And the leaned on a black shillelagh
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 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 dance hall girl and stuffed a thousand dollar
In her blouse and caught the cruel and unusual punishment of her

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

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

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

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

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

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