Luyện nghe bài hát To Beat The Devil

A couple of back, I come across a great
And friend of mine in the hallway of a recording studio
And while he was reciting some to me that he'd written
I saw that he was a step away from dyin'
And I couldn't help but why
And the of this song occurred to me
I'm happy to say he's no longer and he's got him a good woman And I'd like to dedicate this to John and June
Who helped me how to beat the devil

It was winter time in Nashville, on music city row
And I was lookin' for a place to get out of the cold
To warm the feelin' that was eatin' at my soul
Keep the chilly off my guitar

My thirsty wanted whiskey, my needed beans
But it'd been of month of since I'd heard that eagle scream
So with a stomach full of empty and a pocket full of
I left my and stepped inside a bar

Actually, I you'd could call it a Tavern
Cigarette smoke to the ceiling and on the floor
Friendly

I saw that there was just one old man at the bar
And in the mirror, I see him checkin' me and my guitar
An' he turned and said, "Come up boy, and show us what you are"
I said, "I'm dry", he me a beer

He nodded at my guitar and said, "It's a life, ain't it?"
I just looked at him, he said, "You ain't any money, are you?"
I said, "You've readin' my mail"
He just and said, "Let me see that guitar
I've got you oughta hear", then he laid it on me

"If you waste your a-talkin' to the people who don't listen
To the things that you are sayin', who do you gonna hear
And if you should die explainin' how the things that complain about
Are things they could be changin', who do you think's care?"

There were lonely singers in a world turned deaf and blind
Who were crucified for they tried to show
And their voices have scattered by the swirling winds of time
'Cause the truth remains that no-one wants to

Well, the old man was a stranger, but I'd heard his before
Back when had me locked out on the wrong side of the door
When stood behind me but my shadow on the floor
And lonesome was more than a of mind

You see, the haunts a hungry man
If you wanna join him, you got to beat him
I sayin' I beat the devil, but I drank his beer for nothing
Then I his song

And you still can hear me singin' to the people who don't
To the things that I am sayin', prayin' gonna hear
And I guess I'll die how the things that they complain about
Are they could be changin', hopin' someone's gonna care

I was born a lonely singer, and I'm to die the same
But I've got to feed the hunger in my
And if I never a nickle, I won't ever die ashamed
'Cause I believe that no-one wants to know