Luyện nghe bài hát To Beat The Devil

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

To the frozen feelin
was eatin at my soul
And the chilly winds off my guitar

My wanted whiskey
And my hunger beans
But I guess itd been a of payday
Since I that eagle scream

So with a stomach full of
And a full of dreams
I left my pride and inside a bar

I guess youd call it a tavern
Cigarette to the ceilin'
Sawdust on the floor friendly

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

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

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

I said, You been my mail
He just smiled and said, Let me see that
I got somethin you oughta
he laid it on me

If you your time a talkin
To the people who dont
To the that you are sayin
Who do you gonna hear?

And if you die explainin
How the they complain about
Or the things could be changin'
Who do you thinks gonna

There were of other singers
In the world turned and blind
Who were crucified for they tried to show

Now their voices been scattered
By the swirlin' winds of
And the truth remains that no one to know

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

No one stood me
But my shadow on the
And lonesome was than a state of mind

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

And I aint sayin I the Devil
But I his beer for nothin
And then I his song

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

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

I was born to be a
And Im bound to die the
But Ive got to feed hunger in my soul

If I never have a
I wont die in shame
Cause I dont
That no one to know