Luyện nghe bài hát .38 Special

Well I'm drinking by
everybody else
Sings songs down in the
Brown bagging it after dark
But it's a bag for me
Carrying my
A few cans of
Chose the high for the rain

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

See I'll be number one
And too beer two is done
And then three, four, five, six
And they're all empty

And still half the
I always forget I
Sitting in in my office with my .38 revolver

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

Looking through another empty glass
To the past when I was so
Peaking over the that was too tall
my first sip of alcohol
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

Still half the
I always I have
Sitting in in my with my .38 special revolver (x5)

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

Drinking by
While everybody
Is passed out in the
Or going in police cars
They

Oh la da da oh la la la (x12)