Luyện nghe bài hát .38 Special

Well I'm by myself
While else
Sings down in the park
Brown paper it after dark
But it's a bag for me
Carrying my
A few cans of
Chose the high life for the

And the door man my name
Good old Joe knows my game
Though he says it's the youth to
I say I feel the same

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

And still the flask
I always forget I
Sitting in in my office with my .38 special

Still the flask
I always I have
Sitting in in my office with my .38 revolver (x3)

Looking back another empty glass
To the past when I was so
Peaking over the counter that was too
Stealing my first sip of
could be my last slug of it all

There's half the flask
I forget I have
Sitting in my with my .38 special revolver

Still the flask
I forget I have
Sitting in in my office with my .38 revolver (x5)

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

by myself
While everybody
Is out in the park
Or going in police cars
sing

Oh la da da oh la la la (x12)