Luyện nghe bài hát Cocaine Blues

Early one morning while my rounds
I took a shot of and I shot my baby down
I shot her down and then I to bed
I stuck that Forty-four beneath my head

Late the next morning I my gun
I a shot of cocaine and away I run
I made a run, but I run too slow
They overtook me is Juarez, Mexico

I was in the hot joint takin the
In the sheriff from Jericho Hill
He "Willy Lee, your name is not Jack Brown.
"You're the dirty hack shot your woman down."

Yes, so my is Willy Lee
If you got a you better read it to me
I shot her down she made me sore
I thought I was her daddy, but she had five

When I was I was dressed in black
They stuck me on a freight and they hauled me back
I had no to throw my bail
So stuck my dried up carcas in the county jail

The next morning bout half nine
I saw a sheriff down the line
The said as he cleared his throat
"Comon you dirty hack the district court."

The morning my trial began
Where I was judged by twelve men
And as the started walking out
I saw that judge commence to look about

In five minutes in walked a man
Holding the verdict in his hand
The verdict in the first degree
I cried, Oh lord, please mercy on me

The judge smiled as he up his pen
"Ninety years in the San Quentin Penn!"
Ninety nine years that ground
I wont forget the day I shot that bad down

Comon you hotheads up to me
Stay off that whiskey and let cocaine be...