Luyện nghe bài hát Billy Gray

Billy Gray rode into back in '83
he did meet young Sarah McCray
The wild rose of morning pale flower of dawning
of springtime in his young life that day

Sarah, she not see the daylight of reality
In her eyes, Billy bore not a flaw
not her chosen one was a hired gun
Wanted in Kansas by the law

Then one day a man came riding cross the badlands
That lie to the north of New
He was to say he was lookin' for Bill Gray
A man and a dangerous outlaw

Well, the news came creepin' to Billy, fast sleepin'
There in the Bar and Hotel
He fled the old church, there on the outskirts
he'd climb that old steeple bell

But a rifle ball came flying face down he lay
There in the dust of the road where he
Sarah, she ran to him cursing the
Accepting no reason knowing he was

Sarah lives in that same old white house
Where she first met some forty years ago
And the rose of morning has faded
With the dawning of day of
Sorrow the long years have

on a stone
where the winds have long blown
Eighteen words to a passing say:
"True love knows no season, no nor no reason
is cold as the Granger County clay"