Luyện nghe bài hát To Beat The Devil

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

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

My thirsty wanted whiskey, my hungry needed
But it'd of month of paydays since I'd heard that eagle scream
So with a full of empty and a pocket full of dreams
I my pride and stepped inside a bar

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

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

He nodded at my guitar and said, "It's a tough life, it?"
I just looked at him, he said, "You makin' any money, are you?"
I said, "You've readin' my mail"
He just smiled and said, "Let me see that
got something you oughta hear", then he laid it on me

"If you waste your time a-talkin' to the people who don't
To the things that you are sayin', who do you think's hear
And if you should die explainin' how the things that they 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 winds of
'Cause the truth remains no-one wants to know

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

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

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

I was born a lonely singer, and I'm to die the same
But I've got to the hunger in my soul
And if I never have a nickle, I won't ever die
'Cause I don't that no-one wants to know