Luyện nghe bài hát Song For A River

of reverie
saw him escorted out of a mets
on t.v.
kept his head in the
with any cheap he could cull
in his cancered
and his hog
and his head tapes played
he lived in a house
in the pardeesville
with a stir dog
and a graveyard of old "jimmy"
we'd run for his stash
at the new state line
summer when moments of
circumstance like wine
(chorus)
is for the man
this is for the days that we
was it my of change
or a breeze at the top of the hill
he didn't talk the gold
he just schemed for a key
but you think you met thunder
you only see your head wants to see
he threw back-mountain
deep at the "well"
with his girlfriend, louise, get lit
and us all "go to hell"
then get liquored up
and throw me his and yell "drive"
with him and in the back
"american pie"
he'd of out west over beer
and the garbage we ate
'bout the punk band managed
in in '78
i was this kid of the enamored
impressionable
in the pull of the passion
of life with the
(chorus)
he disappeared that mid-august
not even a
i red in the new that september
that his had run out
how he tried to a state trooper
down 93
a charge of possession is why he
said of mouth
the paper said nothin' was
but the seats and the
and i in the write-up
for the first time his real
birthplace unknown, not from
no family
a wild running river
that cut it too to the sea
i still a glass once a year
on the night that he
though hindsight
he only let me that we'd ride
lord, he still taps a in my mind
like a summer cools
long after river ran dry
and ruled
(chorus 2x)