Luyện nghe bài hát Billy Gray

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

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

Then one day a tall man came 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 deadly news came to Billy, fast 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 flying face down he lay dying
There in the of the road where he fell
Sarah, she ran to him cursing the
Accepting no reason he was killed

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

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