Luyện nghe bài hát To Beat The Devil

A couple of years back, I come across a
And wasted friend of in the hallway of a recording studio
And while he was reciting some poetry to me that he'd
I saw that he was about a step from dyin'
And I couldn't but wonder why
And the lines of this song 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 show me how to the devil

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

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

Actually, I guess could call it a Tavern
smoke to the ceiling and sawdust on the floor
Friendly

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

He at my guitar and said, "It's a tough 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 something you oughta hear", then he it on me

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

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

Well, the old man was a stranger, but I'd his song before
Back failure had me locked out on the wrong side of the door
When no-one behind me but my shadow on the floor
And lonesome was than a state of mind

You see, the haunts a hungry man
If you wanna join him, you got to beat him
I ain't sayin' I beat the devil, but I drank his for nothing
Then I stole his

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 die explainin' 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 got to feed the hunger in my soul
And if I never a nickle, I won't ever die ashamed
'Cause I don't believe no-one wants to know