Luyện nghe bài hát Jeannie Needs A Shooter

I was born down by the river, where the water flows
And the cold cut through me, it cut right through my clothes
And the anger and the yearning, like fever in my
Set the burning

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

Jeannie a shooter
Shooter me
Jeannie needs a

Jeannie needs a
on her side
Jeannie a shooter

needs a shooter
Jeannie a shooter

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

needs a shooter
Shooter me
Jeannie needs a

Jeannie a shooter
Shooter on her
Jeannie needs a

needs a shooter
Jeannie needs a

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