Luyện nghe bài hát Billy Gray

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

Sarah, she not see the daylight of reality
In her young eyes, bore not a flaw
Knowing not her one was a hired gun
in Kansas City by the law

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

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

But a rifle ball came flying face down he lay
in the dust 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 white house
Where she first met Billy some forty ago
And the rose of morning has faded
the dawning of each day of
Sorrow the long years sown

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