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
a new made widow crying and a hearse a-rolling slow
And I guess that Devil's passed way again

There's a lathered Sorrel running through the Joshua Trees
A young man in the saddle his coat tails in the breeze
Got a six gun on his right hip and a at his knee
And he's dealing in a game he can't win

Poor Bonney, you're only twenty one
Pat got your name on every bullet in his gun
Each notch you on your six guns, got a bloody tale to tell
Well, you're a mile ahead of Garrett and a step outside of

Them clothes you're wearing and the women in your bed
take away the faces of the men that you left dead
As you ride across the badlands a price upon your head
Now that wheel or fortune starts to

Your reputation's grown 'til it's the in the land
And there ain't a lot of people who wanna call your hand
And I guess you go down shooting, just all branded men
And when you shake hands with the Devil, you get

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

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