Luyện nghe bài hát Jeannie Needs A Shooter

I was born down by the river, the dirty water flows
And the cold wind cut through me, it cut right through my
And the and the yearning, like fever in my veins
Set the fire

She came down from Knightstown with her hands from the line
From the first time I laid eyes on her I know she'd be mine
Her father was a lawman, he he'd shoot me dead
'Cause he knew I wanted and I'd haver her like I said

Jeannie needs a
like me
Jeannie needs a

needs a shooter
Shooter on her
Jeannie needs a

Jeannie needs a
Jeannie a shooter

We met by the river on the final day in May
And when I leaned down to kiss her, she did not away
I drew out all my and together we did vow
To meet that evening, and they get away somehow

Jeannie needs a
Shooter me
Jeannie a shooter

needs a shooter
Shooter on her
Jeannie a shooter

Jeannie needs a
needs a shooter

The night was cold and rainy by the borderline
I was riding to meet her when a shot rang out behind
As I lay there in the with a pistol by my side
Jeannie and her father rode off into the

Jeannie needs a