Luyện nghe bài hát Potter's Field

Buy me a and I'll tell you what I seen
And I'll give you a bargain from the edge of a maniac's
buys a black widow spider with a riddle in his yarn
That's clinging to the furrow of a man's brow

I'll start talking from the brim of a full of whiskey
On a train through the Bronx that will you just as far
As the empty of a to the highway of a scar
That stretched across the of my cheek like that

And then ducks the brim of a fugitive's hat
learn why liquor makes a stool pigeon rat on every face
That ever left his shadow down on Saint place

Hell, I'd double my mother if it was whiskey that they payed
And so an bird says Nightstick's on the hit parade
He ain't got a and his days are numbered
And you'll track him down a dog

Well, it's a tough customer, you're getting in this
'Cause the Nightstick's heart lemonade
And whiskey a blind man talkin' alright
And I'm the only one who knows just where he stayed night

He was in a yard in a switchblade storm
In a with nothing but revenge to keep him warm
And a half a million dollars in bills
Was the Nightstick's blanket in a chill

And as the drove a crooked sky
Beneath a wing halo
He was dealin' high in the mud
And stackin' the deck a dragnet's eye

A shivering in a miserable heap
With the for a lullaby singing him to sleep
He was bleeding from a
Torn by a slug, from the barrel of a two dollar gun

That a blister on the grip of a punk by now
Is what you have to pay to be a hero anyhow

He dressed the hole in his gut with a dollar bandage
A king's ransom for a bedspread don't amount to nuthin'
Just cobweb on a busted ukulele
And the Nightstick leaned on a black
With the poison of a broken promise on his lip

He in the shadows screaming I ain't never been afraid
And he shot out every street on the promenade
Past the frozen ham and at the penny arcade
And throwin' out handfuls of a stained salary
They were dead in tracks at the shootin' gallery

And they fired off a gun salute
And from the of his eye, he caught the alabaster orbs
And from a dime a dance hall girl and stuffed a thousand dollar
In her blouse and caught the and unusual punishment of her smile

And the winked beneath a rainsoaked brim
no one seen hide nor hair of him see
No one but a spade on Island and me

And so if you're mad enough to listen to a full of whiskey man
Then you're mad enough to look beyond where bloodhounds to go
If you want to know just where the hidin' out
You be down at the ferry landin', oh, let's say bout half a nightmare

When it's twisted on a clock you 'em Nickels sentcha
Whiskey always makes him

You ask for Captain with the mud on his kicks
He's the skipper of the deadline
And she sails from the across the river Styx
And a riddle's just a for a dreamer

'Cause when the weather vane's sleepin' and the moon his back
You crawl on your belly 'long the tracks
And cross your heart and hope to die and stick a needle in eye
'Cause he'd cut my heart out if he found out that I squealed

'Cause you see a scarecrow, just a hoodlum
Who marked the that he dealed
And pulled a gypsy
Out on the edge of Potter's