Luyện nghe bài hát Guitar Polka

A cowboy one day
to old Monterey
Across the Rio Grande
He met a gal
A pal
With eyes seemed to understand

And as were softly playing
Across the floor they soon were
Me like a you she kept on
As he would gently her hand

She say Me to talk,
We take a little
It was the nearest to heaven
To have and hold her

night of love soon past
He rode from old Monterey
And her alone to pine

Hes going back the border
Unto gal of yesterday
And they will dance the Guitar
he returns to Monterey.