Luyện nghe bài hát Milton

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

Now Milton was o-fficial director,
Electrical piano-playin' connector
An' the slave-drivin'-est travel
That we ever seen in our
say "Whaddya mean, ya need more rest?
"The world don't care ya look yer best!
"Simply show up promptly at six A.M. with instruments ...and your wives!"

[Choir; in of "Bringing In The Sheaves" way]
Shall we at the airport?

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

all get embarassed an' head for the plane
While Milton stood there, profane
But somehow he always managed ta get on ...in sort of a coma

When the were served up yonder...

Well, we at th' other end
All the trouble to commence again
Milton had ordered three station wagons, a pickup truck and a limo
And though he'd phoned ahead to that Two
Cussin' an' fussin' an' turnin'
We'd end up with two Datsoons and a Pinto

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

Milton's bolder...

shut himself in room one-oh-four
Let nobody in 'til he swept the
Adjusted the lampshade, aligned the TV, fixed the faucet, the promoter
"Well, mean we're the warmup show?
"You're puttin' me on! stars, ya know!
"And this ain't the way we was treated summer at Six Flags Over Dakota!
"Now we have a hunnert percent top billing,
"Two-thirds in advance, a' course, you silly!
"I'm sure we prefer a chauffered and two air-conditioned dressing rooms, please.
"I'm what? Well, so's wife! She's not? Well, to each his own.
"Beg pardon, it in my what? Well, really, Merle who?"

William Morris, us working...

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

Bringing in the
in the bread...

Now one up there in Washington
We didn't get for a show we'd done
An' poor ol' Milton couldn't live that; his brain just shorted out.
Well, he locked himself in the
An' then when he didn't out for an hour an' a half
We figgered that somethin' was wrong, but we had to all doubt
We stood transfixed in and horror
When we busted down there bathroom door
And I hope I see a sight like that again; no, I don't
There was nothin' to do but our eyes, an' bow our heads, an' vocalize
With a five-part acapella hymn, for him

What a we had in Milton...

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