Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Man's Hand

Yellow lines in the dead of the night, I was heading out west.
to keep my eyes open wide, I'd gone days without any rest.
Saw him lying in the road looking bad 20 yards ahead.
You come back from a trip to the east but you don't back from the dead.

Sure as hell he was dead as they come and he was starting to smell.
Just a kid with his hair back and a knife tucked into his belt.
Was he unforgiven or just tired of living a life that never felt like
Though I was was worn and weary, I I'd bury him
and lay his soul to out in the desert night.

I laid him in a grave in the sand
and he my arm with his dead man's hand.

He
"I know I'm dead but I wanna lie
in a grave out here the coyote's cry.
I stared right into the void
and I ain't back if I got any choice.
I know how to live, I know how to die
and ain't no thrills in the afterlife.
So me up out of here my friend
and I'll wander the night the ages end."

Lit by the he walked through the sand
and he waved goodbye with his man's hand.

He will roam forever, the desert.