Luyện nghe bài hát .38 Special

Well I'm drinking by
While everybody
Sings songs in the park
Brown paper bagging it after
But it's a bag for me
my groceries
A few of champagne
Chose the life for the rain

And the door man calls my
Good old Joe sure my game
Though he it's 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 all empty again

And half the flask
I forget I have
Sitting in in my office my .38 special revolver

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

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

There's half the flask
I always I have
Sitting in my office my .38 special revolver

half the flask
I forget I have
Sitting in in my office with my .38 special (x5)

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

by myself
While else
Is passed out in the
Or going in police cars
sing

Oh la da da oh la la la (x12)