Luyện nghe bài hát Last Gunfighter Ballad

The old gunfighter on the porch stared the sun
the days of living by the gun
When deadly games of pride were
was mistakes not made

And the of the smell of the black powder smoke
And the in the street at the turn of a joke
Ah, the smell of the black smoke
And the stand in the street at the turn of a

And he can almost feel the of the gun
And it's always keep your to the sun
faster than snakes or the blink of an eye
And it's a time for all men to die
And his eyes get squinty and his fingers
And he empties his gun at the son of a

And he's hit by the smell of the black smoke
And the stand in the street at the of a joke
Hit by the smell of the black smoke
And the in the street at the turn of a joke

Now the of a bullet is only a scar
And he's in his chair in front of the bar
And the streets are and the blood's all dried
And the dead are dust and the whiskey's
So buy him a and lend him an ear
He's nobody's fool and the only one

Who remembers the of the black powder smoke
And the stand in the street at the of a joke
Remember the smell of the black powder
And the stand in the at the turn of a joke

He said I stood in that street before it was
Learned shoot or be before I could shave
I did it all for the and fame
Noble was nothing but feeling no
And was sacred say, stayin' alive
And all that I learned from a 45

Was to curse the smell of the powder smoke
And the in the street at the turn of a joke
Curse the smell of the black powder
And the in the street at the turn of a joke

Now he's an old man that no one believes
Says he's a gunfighter, the of the breed
And there are in the street seeking revenge
Calling him out to the lunatic
Now he's out in the traffic the sun
And killed by a car as he goes for his gun

So much for the smell of the black smoke
And the stand in the at the turn of a joke
So much for the smell of the black smoke
And the stand in the at the turn of a joke