Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Field

In the West hills there must be ten thousand still
And they found the one outside of Blue Field
A little country town nothing else for miles around
I saw whiskey run like water down Blue Field
My trouble on that Tuesday afternoon
The sheriff told me federal men will be soon
He said we've come up with a plan to catch Field's slickest man
And we will as sure as I'm the sheriff of Field
On a Wednesday I had ninety jars to cap didn't think they'd had the to set a trap
In the brush I heard a sound and I hit the ground
I've shot might send them runnin' back to Blue Field
Not a soul suspected me I was the deputy
I whiskey but God knows I'd never killed
I didn't know he was that when I let my shotgun go
But I found I my friend the sheriff of Blue Field
I recall how my mama and my girl cried
When they left with me for for the trial
It's my night in this cell the last story I would tell
And I sit on death row about Blue Field
Field Blue Field oh Blue Field