Luyện nghe bài hát Autobiography of a Pistol

I'm a pistol, a forty-five,
I shot two men in this hot-house dive.

Now I'm - burning hot barrel of metal.
it or not, I was bought by this guy named ray,
A carrying member of the nra,

But he me out in his car one day,
And now the finger on my trigger seen it's sixteenth birthday.
Some things they never tell you when you're riding the line.
Like who'll be the hands to you and what's their state of mind - -
Hey, I'm not bigger than a pointed index finger.
So who am I to lay the
I'm only here to some pain...

The --
I can hear them, singing ...
They're my song,
"when the sun sets, I get --

Darkness me and I want to light up the world"...

Would you believe seen better days?
I starred in westerns and won reviews.
Now I sit on a shelf, for judgment day.
I've got to change the point of view.
You see, don't kill people, it's the bullets that do.
I guns don't kill people, bullets do.
Yeah, the do...