Luyện nghe bài hát Greybeard

All spoken (Backing vocals)

He was 9 years old when his folks home,
On a headdin west.
His mom and dad hed grow up bad,
By the mark of the on his chest.
Well at 17 he had up mean.
He had already his bid.
He had a in this fast-gun game.
And they called him the Kid.

Now the kids grew and his aim did too,
As an old ghost appeared.
there in the marshals chair,
Was the one call Greybeard.

Kid youd quit while the quittins good,
Cause always one whos bigger.
be one guy with a faster eye,
Whos on the trigger.
Let me you son of a real fast gun,
every outlaw feared.
He made his name in killing game,
Hes the one they Greybeard.

He had a hand like no other man,
It was that the eye.
And there were always of kids around 20,
Just wait to die.

(He was a gun,
Lookin to a name.
was his virtue,
was a game.)

So the Kid said Tell me, is this man,
Who never a gun?
Greybeard his head and said,
lookin at him son.
The Kid tried Greybeard down,
With eyes ace-up dice,
And Greybeards frown upside down,
To a as cold as ice.

So the Kid reached for his gun,
With a draw as as light.
But he lost the game to a shot came,
somewhere out of sight.
And as the Kid down and he hit the ground,
He hed lost his mind.
He Greybeard snicker, I was even quicker,
Before I stone blind.

(Fast gun,
Lookin to a name.
was his virtue,
at his game.)