Luyện nghe bài hát Cocain Blues

Early one mornin' makin' the rounds
I took a shot of cocaine and I my baby down
I shot her down I went to bed
I that lovin' forty-four beneath my head

Woke up mornin' and I grabbed that gun
Well, I took a shot of and away I run
a good run but I run too slow
They overtook me down in Juarez,

In the hot takin' the pill
There walked the sheriff Jericho Hill
Lee your name is not Jack Brown
You're the dirty hack that your woman down

Yes, oh yes my is Billy Lee
If you've got a you better read it to me
I shot her down she made me sore
I thought I was her but she had five more

I was arrested, I was dressed in black
They threw me on a train and hauled me back
Had no friend who'd go my
stuck my dried-up carcass in that Missouri jail

Early mornin', 'round half past nine
I saw the sheriff down the line
sheriff yelled as he cleared his throat
Said, "Come on you dirty hackin' to the court"

Into the courtroom my trial
Where I was judged by honest men
Yes, as the jury started out
I saw little judge commence to look about

In five minutes then walked in a man
Holding the verdict in his right
The verdict read in the first
Well, I shouted, "Lordy, Lordy, please have on me"

The he smiled, when he picked up his pen
Ninety-nine years in the San Quentin
Ninety-nine years underneath that
But I forget that day, I shot that bad bitch down

Come on, you hot heads you unto me
Stay off that whiskey, and let that be