Luyện nghe bài hát Cocain Blues

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

Woke up next 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 from 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 'cause she made me sore
I thought I was her but she had five more

When I was arrested, I was in black
threw me on a freight train and hauled me back
Had no friend go my bail
They stuck my carcass in that Missouri jail

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

the courtroom my trial began
Where I was by twelve honest men
Yes, as the jury walkin' out
I saw that little judge commence to look

In about five minutes walked in a man
the verdict in his right hand
The verdict in the first degree
Well, I shouted, "Lordy, Lordy, please mercy on me"

The judge he smiled, he picked up his pen
Ninety-nine in the San Quentin Penn
years underneath that ground
But I can't forget day, I shot that bad bitch down

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