Luyện nghe bài hát Billy the Kid

In the part of Texas, east and west of EL Paso
Where the Franklin Mountains guard the trail to Mexico
There's a new made widow crying and a a rolling slow
I guess that passed this way again

There's a lathered Sorrel Stallion threw the Joshua trees
And a young man in the saddle with his coat in the breeze
got a six gun on his right hip and a rifle at his knees
And he's dealing in a game that he win

Poor Billy Bonny, only twenty one
Pat Garrett's got your name on every in his gun
Each notch you carved on six gun
Has a tale to tell
You're a ahead of Garrett and a step outside of Hell

fancy clothes your wearing and the women in your bed
Can't take away the faces of the men that you've dead
As you across the bad lands with a price upon your head
And now the wheel of starts to turn

You're grown till it's the biggest in the land
And ain't a lot of people left who want to call your hand
And I guess go down shooting and like all branded men
When you shake hands with the Devil you get

Poor Billy Bonny, only twenty one
Pat Garrett's got name on every bullet in his gun
notch you carved on your six gun
Has a bloody to tell
You're a mile ahead of Garrett and a step outside of