Luyện nghe bài hát Katy Daley

With her old man she came from
In the pioneering of '42
Her old man was in Tombstone City
For the making of his good old dew

Oh Come on down the mountain Katy
on down the mountain Katy do
Can't you us calling Katy Daley
We want to drink your good old dew

Wake up and pay attention Katy
For I'm the judge that's sentence you
All the boys in court drunk your whiskey
To tell the truth I like a too

So to the jail they poor Katy Daley
And pretty the gates were open wide
Angels came for poor old Daley
Took her far the great divide