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 anger and the yearning, like in my veins
Set the fire

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

needs a shooter
Shooter me
needs a shooter

Jeannie needs a
on her side
Jeannie a shooter

needs a shooter
Jeannie needs a

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

Jeannie needs a
Shooter me
needs a shooter

Jeannie needs a
on her side
Jeannie needs a

Jeannie needs a
Jeannie needs a

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

needs a shooter