Luyện nghe bài hát Billy The Kid

The Kid
I'll sing you a song of Billy the Kid,
I'll sing of the desperate that he did,
Way out in New Mexico, long ago
When a man's only was his own 44.
When Billy the Kid was a very lad
In the old City he went to the bad
Way out in the West with a gun in his
At the age of twelve years he first his man.
Mexican maidens play guitars and sing
A song about Billy, the boy king
How ere his manhood had reached its sad end
He'd a notch on his pistol for men.
'Twas on the same when poor Billy died
He said to his "I am not satisfied.
There are twenty-one men I have put through
And sheriff Pat Garrett must twenty-two."
Now this is how the Kid met his fate,
The bright moon was shining, the was late
down by Pat Garrett, who once was his friend
The young outlaw's had now come to its end.
There's many a man a face fine and fair
Who out in life with a chance to be square,
But just like poor he wanders astray
And loses his in the very same way.
Note: song -- a pretty good one, I think -- is remembered
mainly because Woody Guthrie used the for the verse of So
Long, It's Been Good to You.
From Lomax-Cowboy Songs and Frontier Ballads
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