Luyện nghe bài hát Tips

Well, I was counting my tips at the Sixes
In this
When old beach bum yelled out
"Come on, play, me three steps"
I was but I played him one more
Then I was headed out towards the

And he handshake and handed me a dollar bills
And said, "By the way, I own bar"
Then he at me and said, "Kid, I got a few more tips
But they sure ain't the kind would fit in that jar"

You gotta treat people right on your up
They'll have your back on the way down
He said, "Take it this old beach bum, son
Keeping it is what it's really about"

You can your blessings, count yourself lucky
But every day you get ground
Oh, ain't about keeping count of what you got
It's what you got count

He grabbed me by the arm and
He said, "Real quick, boy, let me tell you this
About this real rich dude I to know real well
He owned all kinds of stuff but when he it all up
He still like he was empty as hell"

He said, "Son, would you believe
That was me back before I inventoried my life
Ah, just to down here, selling shots and some beer
And, and some free advice"

Now treat people right on your up
They'll have back on the way back down
He said, "Take it from this old bum, son
Keeping it real, that's what really about"

Count your blessings, yourself lucky
Every day you get above
'Cause it ain't about keeping of what you got
It's what you got count

Oh, now I recollect how much I collected in my jar

And tonight I started to have a beer with my old friends
And when he saw those tour buses outside, he

Now are your treating people right on ride up?
have your back on the way back down
He said, "Take it this old beach bum, son
Yeah, keep it real, that's it's really about"

And the best things in life, you put a price on
They don't come no dollar or map, no
'Cause it ain't about keeping of what you got
It's making what you got
No, it ain't about keeping of what you got
No, it all comes down to what you got count

Make it count, what it comes down to, son
Tell your friends and be a
Count your blessings, don't your problems