Luyện nghe bài hát Scotch & Water Blues

I've held your hand and sunk your
And I can read our in the whiskey on your lips
Watch this ice a-melting; glass magnify my palms
And from the church on evening comes the sifted sound of psalms

Things they go and then around to stops
Now my baby's a breeze through the treetops

Glass in my hand, my to the door
My one consolation is I ain't your man

The

Oh, I worry just about the
Oh, I worry about the drop
'cause not the fall that kills you,
But, the stop

Machiavelli on the
The shogun dropped his chopsticks in the
Oh, you might be a pastor, but you never pay the

I'm flippin' left to right
Oh, I'm flippin' like a tonight
I could ask your baby,
I'll for you tonight
wish for you

I just about the drop
I about the drop
it's not the fall that kills you,
It's that stop
sudden stop, now

Is she
Yeah, a crocodile
She got that ?
That's just out of her smile

When she called you at the keyhole,
She it all the while
Oh, I just about the drop
Oh, I worry (I'm so worried, mama) about the
'cause it's not the fall that you,
But sudden stop