Luyện nghe bài hát "Deadwood

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

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

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

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

And the he read the news from the paper
And the old ones gathered closer they could hear better
"And it says here that Crazy Horse was
While he was trying to
And it was some time September and it don't give the exact date"

And the gold she lay cold in their
And the sun she sets on the trees
And they thank the 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 to whiskey and women
And cold nights on the plains, Lord, and fightin' those
And the he says he'll have one more 'fore he goes
He the paper to the Crow boy
Who sweeps up the

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