Luyện nghe bài hát Cocain Blues

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

Woke up next mornin' and I that gun
Well, I took a shot of cocaine and I run
Made a run but I run too slow
They me down in Juarez, Mexico

In the hot joint takin' the
There walked the sheriff from Hill
Willy Lee your name is not Jack
You're the dirty hack that shot your woman

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

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

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

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

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

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

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