Luyện nghe bài hát Billy Gray

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

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

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

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

But a rifle ball came flying down 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 same old white frame house
Where she met Billy some forty years ago
And the rose of morning has faded
With the dawning of day of
the long years have sown

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