Luyện nghe bài hát Hanging Judge

This is the hour of the guns
the pale and beyond the sun
Ganged up with Jesse by the call of gold
Side by fighting not changing the course

The code of law in the of the one
Who drags you to the hagning
Bloodhounds in the hands of
Who have to bleed

Hanging
He is the law
Hanging
You are in his
judge
The will fall
judge

Bullets for breakfast and to breathe
To be on the to strike down all the wimps
Killing the riders of the whistling
By each wardrum someone will die

The wild bunch riding wings of
Red painted where you broke the law
Your facedown life ain't so much of a
Against the fools and against the