Luyện nghe bài hát Two Shots

I took two shots, got no
And cold, hands

Last while I was out drinking
Trying to have a good
The lady whom I was speaking
Thought I was feeding her old line

When I spoke of a cold winters
A blind and a river of gray
The sound of the snow falling
When I thought I somebody say

I two shots, got no ducks
And cold, hands

I tell by the gaze of my comrades
I was the one who had spoke
Their eyes a message of patience
The thrill of the hunt and of

But when I spoke again how listened
For the of what I might say
If the good Lord had us to shoot one
Hed surely more ducks our way

I two shots, got no ducks
And cold, hands

Well the with whom I was speaking
She laughed lightly and she wandered
My heart, the snow in my story
Fell silent, Id hoped she would

Its so to talk to somebody
To find someone willing to share
I know that this is worth living
But sometimes it just fair

I took two shots, got no
And cold, cold
I two shots, got no ducks
And cold, cold