Luyện nghe bài hát Billy Austin

My is Billy Austin
I'm years old
I was born in
Quarter Cherokee I'm

remember Oklahoma
It's been so long I left home
Seems like I've always in prison
Like I've always been

Didn't mean to nobody
thought I'd cross that line
I up a filling station
Like I'd done a times

The kid done like I him
He lay face on the floor
Guess I'll never know made me
Turn and walk back through door

The rang out like thunder
My ears rang like a
No one runnin'
And so I called the myself

Took time to get there
And I I could'a run
I I should be feeling something
But I never tear one

I didn't even make the
'Cause I killed one man
But my trial was quickly
And then the hard wait began

Court appointed
Couldn't me in the eye
He stood up and closed his briefcase
When sentenced me to die

And now my waitin's
As the final hour by
I ain't about to you
That I don't to die

There's twenty-seven men
Mostly black and and poor
And of 'em are guilty
And who are you to say for

So when the comes to get me
And they off all my hair
you take that long walk with me
Knowing waitin' there?

Could you that switch yourself, sir
With a sure and hand?
Could you still youself, sir
That better than I am?

My name is Austin
I'm twenty-nine old
I was in Oklahoma
Cherokee I'm told