Luyện nghe bài hát To Beat The Devil

It was winter time in
Down on City Row
I was lookin for a to get
out of the cold

To the frozen feelin
That was at my soul
And keep the winds off my guitar

My thirsty whiskey
And my needed beans
But I guess itd been a of payday
Since I heard that scream

So with a full of empty
And a full of dreams
I left my and stepped inside a bar

Actually I youd call it a tavern
Cigarette to the ceilin'
Sawdust on the friendly shadows

I saw that was just
An old man at the bar
In the mirror, I see him
Checkin me and my

He said, up here, boy
us what you are
I Im dry, he bought me a beer
He nodded at my

Said, Its a life, aint it?
I just at him
And he said, You
Makin any are you

I said, You been readin my
He smiled and said, Let me see that guitar
I got you oughta hear
he laid it on me

If you waste your a talkin
To the who dont listen
To the things that you are
Who do you thinks hear?

And if you die explainin
How the thing they about
Or the things they could be
Who do you gonna care?

There lots of other singers
In the turned deaf and blind
Who were for what they tried to show

Now their have been scattered
By the swirlin' of time
And the truth remains that no one wants to

Well, the old man was a
But Id have heard his song
when failure had me locked out
On the wrong side of the

No one behind me
But my shadow on the
And was more than a state of mind

You see the Devil haunts a man
And if you dont wanna him
Well, hes gotta figure out someway to him

And I aint I beat the Devil
But I drink his for nothin
And then I stole his

You can still hear me
To the people who dont
To the things I am sayin
Prayin gonna hear

And I Ill die explainin'
How the things that complain about
Are things could be changin
Hopin gonna care

I was to be a singer
And Im to die the same
But Ive got to feed this hunger in my

If I have a nickel
I even die in shame
Cause I believe
That no one to know