Luyện nghe bài hát Billy the Kid

In the southern part of Texas, and west of EL Paso
Where the mighty Franklin guard the trail to Mexico
There's a new made crying and a hearse 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 tails in the breeze
got a six gun on his right hip and a rifle at his knees
And he's in a game that he can't win

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

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

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

Poor Billy Bonny, you're twenty one
Pat got your 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