Luyện nghe bài hát Cocain Blues

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

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

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

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

When I was arrested, I was dressed in
threw me on a freight 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 comin' down the line
sheriff yelled as he cleared his throat
Said, "Come on you dirty to the district court"

Into the courtroom my began
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 Penn
years underneath that ground
But I can't forget that day, I that bad bitch down

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