Luyện nghe bài hát "Deadwood

Well, the good times a laugh
From the of the young men
In a Deadwood saloon, South afternoon
And the old ones by the with their heads to their chests
They lies about whiskey on a woman's breath

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

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

Some flat 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 news he was
Was the one called Crazy
Had been caught and been with

And the Easterner he read the news from the
And the old ones closer so's they could hear better
"And it says here that Crazy Horse was
he was trying to escape
And it was some time last and it don't give the exact date"

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

Then the talk turned back to and women
And cold nights on the plains, Lord, and fightin' Indians
And the Easterner he he'll have one more 'fore he goes
He gives the paper to the boy
Who up the floor

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