Luyện nghe bài hát Talking Thunderbird Blues

By townes van

Among the things I ever heard
Was when a friend of mine said "man, get some thunderbird"
I said "what's " he just started to grin
Slobbered on his shirt, his got dim
He "you got fifty-nine cents? "

I said "yeah, I got a dollar, but be a smart-aleck
I ain't spend it on no indian relic"
And he "thunderbird's not an old indian trinket,
It's a wine, man, you it home and drink it."
I said "it sure don't sound wine to me"
And he he'd bet me the change from my dollar

We hustled on down to the u-tate-um
The guy wanted my id, I her out and showed him
He got a green from the freezing vault
My friend started doing backward
the cottage cheese

Took it back to his house, drinkin'
Pretty I set in to thinkin'
"man, thunderbird tastes yummy, yummy, yummy
And I know it's doing good to my tummy, tum..., t..."
It's so you reason when on that crap

Got a few more bottles, them down
I pulled up off the ground
Decided I go see my sweet wife
Who met me at the door with a knife
Said "get them damn grape peel from between teeth."

I could see we're gonna have a misunderstanding
I said "dear, I better get in with you later"
She said "forget it, man, you're touchin' me again!"

Now I've seen the light and the word
And I'm away from that ol' dirty thunderbird
A message come from radiant, and fine,
All I now is communion wine
Six days a