Luyện nghe bài hát "Deadwood

Well, the good scratched a laugh
From the lungs of the men
In a Deadwood saloon, South Dakota
And the old ones by the door with heads to their chests
told lies about whiskey on a woman's breath

Yes, and some tell the of young Mickey Free
Who lost an eye to a buck in the Tongue River Valley
Oh and some tell the story of Joe
Who word through the Black Hills
was a mountain of gold'

And the gold she lay cold in pockets
And the sun she sets down on the
And they the Lord for the land that they live in
the white man does as he pleases

Some flat fool from the East comes a runnin'
With some news that he'd read in St. Joseph paper
And it was "Drinks all around" 'cause the he was tellin'
Was the one they called
Had been caught and been with

And the Easterner he the news from the paper
And the old gathered closer so's they could hear better
"And it says here that Horse was killed
While he was to escape
And it was some time last September and it give the exact date"

And the gold she lay cold in their
And the sun she sets on the trees
And thank the Lord for the land that they live in
Where the man does as he pleases
the white man does as he pleases

Then the talk turned back to and women
And cold nights on the plains, Lord, and fightin' those
And the Easterner he says he'll have one more he goes
He the paper to the Crow boy
Who sweeps up the

And the gold lay cold in their pockets
And the sun still sets down on their
And they thank the Lord for the land that they in
Where the white man does as he
Where the man does as he pleases
Where the white man does as he
As he to, as he pleases