Luyện nghe bài hát Billy The Kid

I'll sing you a true song of the Kid
I'll of the desperate deeds that he did
Way out in New Mexico, long ago
When a man's chance was his own 44

When Billy, the kid was a very lad
In the old Silver City, he to the bad
Way out in the with a gun in his hand
At the age of twelve years, he killed his man

Fair Mexican maidens play and sing
A song Billy, the boy bandit king
How ere his young manhood had its sad end
He'd a notch on his for twenty-one men

'Twas on the same when poor Billy died
He said to his friends, "I am not
There are twenty-one men I have put bullets
And sheriff Pat Garrett must twenty-two"

Now this is how Billy, the kid met his
The bright moon was shining, the hour was
Shot by Pat Garrett who once was his friend
The young outlaw's life had now to its end

There's many a man with a fine and fair
Who starts out in life with a chance to be
But like poor Billy, he wanders astray
And loses his life in the same way