Luyện nghe bài hát .38 Special

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

And the man calls my name
old Joe sure knows my game
Though he says it's the to blame
I say I feel the same

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

And still half the
I always I have
Sitting in in my office with my .38 special

half the flask
I always forget I
Sitting in in my office with my .38 special (x3)

back through another empty glass
To the past I was so small
Peaking over the counter that was too
Stealing my sip of alcohol
This be my last slug of it all

still half the flask
I forget I have
in my office 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 the places
bodies are found
Chamber me one last to see
If my luck will
If my luck will
Oh yes me
One last to see
If my will keep this gun company

by myself
While everybody
Is passed out in the
Or going home in police
sing

Oh la da da oh la la la (x12)