Luyện nghe bài hát Townes' Blues

You're clean as a widow washboard, son
it in the wind
Put the mountains to back, the great plains on your grille
Time to a little spin

And Boulder looks like the of town
I could spend some time
But in Houston they got our in lights

You're clean as a woman's washboard, son
The slab is tonight
Townes is in the back lounge, got his in his pocket
out two dice, says, "Let's get at it"

Salina in the headlights, snake eyes on the
Al another twenty and Pete heads for the door
Springer's feeling lucky, sits for a spell
Oklahoma City and he's lost his bill

is in a bind, waiting on sister Hicks
Seven comes a calling, as we on into Texas
is in the back lounge, got his fist full of fives
He says, "It's a little bit long, but I'm this ride"

Be with the dice, when you're surrounded by others
boxcars in their eyes
Never count your winnings at twenty three
Of a twenty four hour

Remember that not the one
Calling the
That's making diamonds dance

Or you'll be clean as a woman's washboard, son
And are the facts
Townes is in the back lounge, at them bones
He says, "Ain't this fool heard of Raton?"