Luyện nghe bài hát To Beat The Devil

It was winter in Nashville
Down on City Row
I was for a place to get
out of the cold

To warm the feelin
That was eatin at my
And keep the chilly off my guitar

My thirsty wanted
And my hunger beans
But I guess itd been a month of
Since I that eagle scream

So a stomach full of empty
And a pocket full of
I my pride and stepped inside a bar

Actually I youd call it a tavern
Cigarette smoke to the
Sawdust on the friendly shadows

I saw that there was
An old man at the bar
In the mirror, I see him
me and my guitar

He said, up here, boy
Show us you are
I said Im dry, he me a beer
He nodded at my

Said, Its a life, aint it?
I just at him
And he said, You
Makin any are you

I said, You been readin my
He just smiled and said, Let me see that
I got you oughta hear
he laid it on me

If you your time a talkin
To the people who listen
To the that you are sayin
Who do you thinks hear?

And if you die explainin
How the they complain about
Or the things could be changin'
Who do you thinks care?

were lots of other singers
In the world turned and blind
Who were crucified for they tried to show

Now voices have been scattered
By the swirlin' of time
And the remains that no one wants to know

Well, the old man was a
But Id have heard his song
Back when had me locked out
On the wrong side of the

No one behind me
But my on the floor
And lonesome was more a state of mind

You see the haunts a hungry man
And if you dont wanna him
Well, hes gotta figure out to beat him

And I sayin I beat the Devil
But I drink his for nothin
And then I his song

You can still me singin
To the people who dont
To the things I am sayin
Prayin someones hear

And I guess Ill die
How the that they complain about
Are things they could be
Hopin someones care

I was born to be a
And Im to die the same
But Ive got to feed hunger in my soul

If I never have a
I even die in shame
Cause I dont
That no one to know