Luyện nghe bài hát Second Line

Steam rising off of the at the break of day
Light creeping room 218 at the Beaujolais
Left you crawling across the
ringing, your eyes so sore
Bloodshot, drowning while you down bottle away

The ashtray is overflowing, it's full of days
The that you knew one time may be the devil you save
Get up and find your
There are some things that you don't lose
The street's been a-creeping the barefooting blues for days

Call me the Second Line
Pour us up some cheap French
Pick up your feet, leave your blues fading to
Come on now cut your soul loose, the Second dancing away

a crowd down under the window in a big parade
They got a brass band dancing in front, oh they wave
They gonna shake it 'til the sun come
They just laid old deep in the ground
Get yourself together, yourself right out of your grave

me from the Second Line
Pour us up cheap French wine
Pick up feet, leave your blues fading to gray
Yeah, you got to up and put on your hat
You ain't good but you ain't bad
The dirge is over, the band's beginning to play
Come on now cut soul loose, the Second Line's dancing away
on now cut your soul loose, the Second Line's dancing away
The Second Line's away
The Second Line's dancing
The Second Line's dancing
The Second dancing away
The Second Line's away
The Second Line's dancing