Luyện nghe bài hát .38 Special

Well I'm by myself
everybody else
Sings down in the park
Brown paper it after dark
But a plastic bag for me
my groceries
A few cans of
the high life for the rain

And the door man my name
Good old Joe sure my game
Though he says the youth to blame
I say I feel the same

See I'll be nursing one
And too soon two is done
And then three, four, five, six
And they're all empty

And still the flask
I forget I have
Sitting in in my with my .38 special revolver

Still half the
I forget I have
Sitting in in my with my .38 special revolver (x3)

Looking back through another glass
To the past when I was so
Peaking the counter that was too tall
Stealing my sip of alcohol
This be my last slug of it all

still half the flask
I forget I have
Sitting in my with my .38 special revolver

half the flask
I always forget I
Sitting in in my office my .38 special revolver (x5)

If the dead the places
Their are found
Chamber me one round to see
If my will keep
If my luck keep
Oh yes me
One round to see
If my will keep this gun company

by myself
While everybody
Is out in the park
Or going home in cars
They

Oh la da da oh la la la (x12)