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 dream
That buys a black widow spider with a riddle in his
That's clinging to the furrow of a blind man's

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

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

Hell, I'd double cross my mother if it was whiskey that they
And so an early bird Nightstick's on the hit parade
He got a prayer and his days are numbered
And you'll track him down a dog

Well, a tough customer, you're getting in this trade
'Cause the Nightstick's pumps lemonade
And whiskey keeps a blind man alright
And I'm the only one who knows just where he last night

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

And as the buzzard a crooked sky
Beneath a black halo
He was dealin' Chicago in the mud
And stackin' the deck a dragnet's eye

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

That scorched a on the grip of a punk by now
Is learnin' what you to pay to be a hero anyhow

He the hole in his gut with a hundred dollar bandage
A king's ransom for a bedspread that don't to nuthin'
Just cobweb strings on a ukulele
And the Nightstick on a black shillelagh
With the poison of a junkie's broken on his lip

He staggered in the shadows screaming I ain't never been
And he out every street light on the promenade
the frozen ham and eggers at the penny arcade
And throwin' out of a blood stained salary
They were dead in their tracks at the gallery

And fired off a twenty-one gun salute
And from the corner of his eye, he caught the orbs
And a dime a dance hall girl and stuffed a thousand dollar bill
In her blouse and caught the cruel and punishment of her smile

And the Nightstick beneath a rainsoaked brim
Ain't no one seen nor hair of him see
No one but a spade on Riker's 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 the Nightstick's hidin' out
You be down at the ferry landin', oh, let's say bout half past a

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

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

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

'Cause you see a scarecrow, it's a hoodlum
Who marked the that he dealed
And pulled a switch
Out on the of Potter's Field