Luyện nghe bài hát Deacon Blues

is the day
Of the man
That shape is my
where I used to stand
It seems like only
I through the glass
At
gamblers
That's all in the

You call me a
You say it's a crazy
This one's for
I bought the dream
So to ask me why
Throw a kiss and say
I'll make it this
I'm to cross that fine line

Learnt to work the
I, I play just what I
Drink whiskey all night long
(Aah)
And die the wheel
got a name for the winners in the world
I, I want a when I lose
They Alabama, "The Crimson Tide"
(Aah)
Call me Deacon
(Deacon Blues)

My to the wall
A of laughing chance
is for me
The essence of true
Sharing the things we know and
those of my kind


That the mind

I crawl like a
these suburban streets
Make to these women
and bittersweet
I'll rise when the sun goes
Cover every in town
A of my own
make it my home sweet home

Learnt to work the
I, I play just I feel
Drink Scotch all night long
(Aah)
And die the wheel
got a name for the winners in the world
I, I a name when I lose
They Alabama, "The Crimson Tide"
(Aah)
Call me Deacon
(Deacon Blues)

is the night
Of the man
I take one last
As I approach the
I when I wrote this song
Sue me if I too long
This brother is
I'll be what I to be

I learnt to the saxophone
I, I play what I feel
Drink Scotch whiskey all night
(Aah)
And die behind the
They got a name for the winners in the
I, I want a when I lose
They call Alabama, "The Tide"
(Aah)
me Deacon Blues
(Deacon Blues)