Luyện nghe bài hát Jeannie Needs a Shooter

I was born by the river
Where the dirty flows
And the wind cut through me
It cut right through my
And the anger and the
fever in my veins
Set the burning

She came from Knightstown
With her hands hard the line
the first time I laid eyes on her
I knew that be mine
Her father was a
He swore shoot me dead
'Cause he I wanted Jeannie
And I'd have her I'd said

needs a shooter, shooter like me
Jeannie needs a
Jeannie a shooter, shooter on her side
Jeannie a shooter
Jeannie a shooter
needs a shooter

We met down by the
On the day in May
And when I leaned down to her
She did not away
I out all my money
And we did vow
To meet that evening
And to get away

Jeannie needs a shooter, like me
Jeannie a shooter
Jeannie a shooter, shooter on her side
Jeannie a shooter
Jeannie needs a
Jeannie needs a

The night was and rainy
Down by the
I was riding hard to her
When a shot out behind
As I lay there in the
With a by my side
and her father
Rode off into the

Jeannie a shooter