Luyện nghe bài hát Milton

Now, I'll tell ya a tale that'll bust yer
That a few people knew, ta start
It all took place when our concert tour was at the SeaTac Hilton?
I'll guarantee ev'ry word's the truth
Got ta prove it, too,
'Cause we all toured with a fella by the name a'

Now Milton was o-fficial director,
Electrical piano-playin' connector
An' the travel conductor
That we seen in our lives
say "Whaddya mean, ya need more rest?
"The world care whether ya look yer best!
"Simply show up promptly at six A.M. with your instruments ...and wives!"

in sorta of "Bringing In The Sheaves" way]
Shall we at the airport?

always arrive in the nick a' time
A good five ahead a' flight time
A-lookin' like he'd been drug a needle's eye
He'd stand there, stoned and ta choke
On his Egg McMuffin an' his giant
An' then throw all the tickets on the counter and say
"Check the and let's fly!"
"Well, whaddya mean, this is too weight?
"We only got pieces a' freight!
"And if it don't go, gonna explain it to our fan club in Tacoma?"

We'd all get an' head for the plane
While Milton there, bein' profane
But somehow he always ta get on board ...in sort of a coma

When the drinks served up yonder...

Well, we deplaned at th' end
All the trouble to commence again
Though Milton had ordered three station wagons, a truck and a limo
And though phoned ahead to that Number Two
Cussin' an' an' turnin' blue
We'd always end up two Datsoons and a Pinto

Now Milton took all a' that in stride
Laid on the floor, an' kicked an'
But we always looked up to him for and salvation
But we'd sink to the a' trav'lers hell
When he'd check us in a motel
And he'd grab the clerk by his an' tie an' say
"Whaddya mean, reservacines?"

Milton's bolder...

He'd shut himself in room
Let in 'til he swept the floor
Adjusted the lampshade, the TV, fixed the faucet, called the promoter
"Well, whaddya mean we're the show?
"You're me on! We're stars, ya know!
"And this ain't the way we was treated last summer at Six Flags Dakota!
"Now we have a hunnert percent top billing,
"Two-thirds in advance, a' course, you silly!
"I'm we prefer a chauffered limosine and two air-conditioned dressing rooms, please.
"I'm what? Well, so's wife! She's not? Well, to each his own.
"Beg pardon, stick it in my Well, really, Merle who?"

William Morris, us working...

Now, Milton was a real friend a' mine
An' we'd stuck on down that line
But there was one or two points over which we just had to
Like
Is not necessarily an assurance that the crowd gonna start throwin' tomatas
An' ya arrive at four for a five o'clock show
An' the stage ain't an' there's no electricity
About all ya could do is sit on yer butt an' cut
However, you give ol' Milton four strong bodies, a nine-foot grand, a and a cigarette
An' you just that show was gonna be ...outta state

Bringing in the
in the bread...

Now one up there in Washington
We get paid for a show we'd done
An' poor ol' Milton live with that; his brain just shorted out.
Well, he locked in the bathroom
An' then when he didn't come out for an hour an' a
We figgered somethin' was wrong, but we had to remove all doubt
We stood transfixed in and horror
When we busted that there bathroom door
And I hope I never see a sight that again; no, I don't
There was nothin' to do but close our eyes, an' bow our heads, an'
With a silent five-part hymn, for him

What a we had in Milton...

Now we're gettin' ready, come December
To put another concert together
And I'm sad to say ol' ain't a-gonna be with us
No, it ain't gonna be exactly the
When introduce us without his name
So Milton, you are, we hope you miss us!
See, Milton has moved on down the
Over the rainbow, lookin' for
Yeah, up there where the stage lights is always on
But we forget that curly hair
When we saw him a-settin' there
Holdin' his tambourine, his thumb, an' sound asleep on the john