Luyện nghe bài hát Greybeard

All spoken (Backing vocals)

He was 9 years old his folks left home,
On a wagon west.
His mom and dad knew hed up bad,
By the mark of the on his chest.
Well at 17 he had up mean.
He had made his bid.
He had a name in fast-gun game.
And called him the Devil Kid.

Now the name grew and his aim did too,
As an old town appeared.
Sittin there in the chair,
Was the one they Greybeard.

Kid better quit while the quittins good,
theres always one whos bigger.
Therell be one guy a faster eye,
Whos on the trigger.
Let me tell you son of a real gun,
That outlaw feared.
He made his name in this game,
Hes the one call Greybeard.

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

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

So the Kid Tell me, where is this man,
Who never a gun?
raised his head and said,
Youre at him son.
The Kid tried staring down,
With eyes ace-up dice,
And frown turned 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 went and he hit the ground,
He hed lost his mind.
He heard Greybeard snicker, I was quicker,
Before I went blind.

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