Luyện nghe bài hát The Life of a Dollar

From the pocket of an honest
To the hand of a homeless bum
To the cash drawer at the store
he bought a pint of rum

To the bank who past me off
To the single mom to pay the rent
I can't even all the times
And all the I've been spent

I my eyes and hold my breath
the bad man steals me
And ruins my
If I had my way I be
Passed off in the plate

I've in the hands of a rich man
In a under a farmer's bed
Help the bail of a stubborn boy
Who could have walked but he fought

I've been torn in half over silly bet
Taped back together and they tossed me
In the case of a beggin' fiddler player
On Bourbon

Some people call me
Some people worship the green
I really mind of course
I just like the

'Cause I'm one day
be a thing of the past
I'll be folded up
In old woman's hope chest

be telling her grand kids
How she to spend me
On a pack of gum, and
A can of Coke and a snack
And she'll say "back you could get so much for a dollar"
And say, "what's a dollar?"

But for now I'm in a piggybank
Of an eight old trying to buy a bike
I'm to be a dollar twenty three
On the way to five

She pours us out the carpet
us all then holds us tight
Then she puts us in one by one
Blows a kiss then she good night

And there ain't tellin' where end up next
In a bra or a bible it's anybody's
Maybe in a bottle floatin' in the water
the life of a dollar