Luyện nghe bài hát Hardin Wouldn't Run

I a man whose plow handle hand
Is than a light
Wes is his name
They say he in the night
For he have to kill
Or walk a fight

And if you ever saw Wes draw
You he can skin his gun
He say how many tried and died
Up the top hand
Up the wrong man
'Cause wouldn't run

He in like a Texas wind
Took the bound train
Goin', goin' Jane Bowen
Till the lawmen up
So long Janie up
I'll be again

Off he went to Huntsville
"So long Janie", he
years she waited
Till her broke and she died
And she left that bad
To up in the sky

at last the payin' past
For all the he did
free air they let him breathe
he was a kid
So let him and let him go
And let him deal, and bid

Near the border in El
reads the sign
You won't find him there for
day at nine
For business is bad one client's
All he's had in quite a long long

Then Sheriff boy
Broke in to Wes's woman's
Up she jumped and
him kicked him in the face
And John Selman
for this disgrace

You see every night
By candlelight in Hardin's bar
She'd be on his arm
And very they'd leave there
Headed for the goose
it wasn't far

Right the swinging doors
John came with a blazin' gun
Wes Hardin chug a red eye
Got him in the back of the
John Wesley Hardin fell
Hardin run