Luyện nghe bài hát Billy Gray

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

Sarah, she could not see the daylight of
In her young eyes, Billy bore not a
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 lookin' for Bill
A ruthless man and a dangerous

Well, the deadly news came creepin' to Billy, sleepin'
in the Clarendon Bar and Hotel
He fled towards the old church, on the outskirts
Thinking he'd that old steeple bell

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

Sarah lives in that same old frame house
Where she first met some forty years ago
And the wild rose of morning has
the dawning of each day of
Sorrow the years have sown

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