Luyện nghe bài hát Billy Gray

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

Sarah, she could not see the daylight of
In her young eyes, bore not a flaw
not her chosen one was a hired gun
Wanted in City by the law

Then one day a man came riding cross the badlands
That lie to the of New Mexico
He was overheard to say he was for Bill Gray
A ruthless man and a dangerous

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

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

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

Written on a
where the winds have long blown
words to a passing world say:
"True knows no season, no rhyme nor no reason
Justice is cold as the Granger clay"