Luyện nghe bài hát To Beat The Devil

A couple of back, I come across a great
And wasted of mine in the hallway of a recording studio
And he was reciting some poetry to me that he'd written
I saw he was about a step away from dyin'
And I couldn't but wonder why
And the lines of this occurred to me
I'm happy to say he's no longer wasted and got him a good woman And I'd like to dedicate this to John and June
Who helped me how to beat the devil

It was winter in Nashville, down on music city row
And I was for a place to get myself out of the cold
To warm the feelin' that was eatin' at my soul
Keep the chilly off my guitar

My thirsty whiskey, my hungry needed beans
But it'd been of of paydays since I'd heard that eagle scream
So with a stomach full of empty and a pocket full of
I left my pride and stepped a bar

Actually, I you'd could call it a Tavern
Cigarette smoke to the ceiling and sawdust on the
shadows

I saw there was just one old man sittin' at the bar
And in the mirror, I see him checkin' me and my guitar
An' he turned and said, "Come up here boy, and us what you are"
I said, "I'm dry", he me a beer

He nodded at my guitar and said, "It's a life, ain't it?"
I looked at him, he said, "You ain't makin' any money, are you?"
I said, "You've readin' my mail"
He smiled and said, "Let me see that guitar
I've got something you oughta hear", he laid it on me

"If you waste your time to the people who don't listen
To the things you are sayin', who do you think's gonna hear
And if you die explainin' how the things that they complain about
Are things they could be changin', who do you gonna care?"

were other lonely singers in a world turned deaf and blind
Who were crucified for what tried to show
And their voices have been scattered by the swirling of time
'Cause the truth that no-one wants to know

Well, the old man was a stranger, but I'd his song before
Back failure had me locked out on the wrong side of the door
no-one stood behind me but my shadow on the floor
And lonesome was than a state of mind

You see, the devil a hungry man
If you wanna join him, you got to beat him
I ain't sayin' I the devil, but I drank his beer for nothing
I stole his song

And you still can me singin' to the people who don't listen
To the that I am sayin', prayin' someone's gonna hear
And I guess I'll die explainin' how the that they complain about
Are things they be changin', hopin' someone's gonna care

I was a lonely singer, and I'm bound to die the same
But I've got to the hunger in my soul
And if I have a nickle, I won't ever die ashamed
'Cause I don't believe no-one wants to know