Luyện nghe bài hát The Torch Singer

The night was burning
From the torch song
And the was floodin' her eyes
The catwalk squeaked 'neath the bartender's
And the smoke was too to rise

She of the love that left her
And of the that she'll never be
Made me like the buck and a quarter
I paid 'em to listen and see
I paid 'em to and see

I was born down in
the October sky
Work the day from seven to three
And the only relief I receive
Is nearer my God to

She constantly throws me off
Leaves me standing both and bare
Makes me like the Sunday funnies
After every gone off the air
thing's gone off the air

Picked through the
Of the singer's song
And I ordered my around
For whiskey and pain taste the same
During the time they go

She sang of the that left her
And of the woman that never be
Made me feel the buck and a quarter
That I 'em to listen and see
I paid 'em to and see