Luyện nghe bài hát Jeannie Needs a Shooter

I was born down by the
Where the dirty river
And the cool wind cut me
It cut through my clothes
And the anger and the
Like in my veins
Set the fire

She came down from
her hands hard from the line
From the first I laid eyes on her
I knew that she's be
Her father was a
He swore he'd shoot me
'Cause he knew I Jeannie
And I'd have her like I'd

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

We met by the river
On the day in May
And when I leaned to kiss her
She did not turn
I drew out all my
And we did vow
To meet that very
And to get away

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

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

needs a shooter