Luyện nghe bài hát Bottle

I found a ring at roadside stand, for half pay
And I'm dead in my saddle, my horse knows the way back home

All left of my little homestead, are broken fences and cattle long dead
There's no coffee, and no more flour for bread

And I
So Mary please me
'Cause I killed [second time - her slowly
I begged and I prayed, she on the same
And pass me the bottle, before I remember her

I had nothing to give her, but cold nights and long days
And all she had was my heart, she hid her sorrow and laughed the same
So my hand the bottle, as my heart cries like a preacher
But I don't need your sermon, 'cause it help me reach her

The tears in my eyes, my sun-burned cheeks
The first drops of water that I've in weeks
I knew she'd be gone, my luck always runs bad in

Cold in my temple
A lost I can't figure
Though my peacemaker's
Still I the trigger