Luyện nghe bài hát Last Gunfighter Ballad

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

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

And he can feel the weight of the gun
And it's always keep back to the sun
It's faster than or the blink of an eye
And a time for all slow men to die
And his get squinty and his fingers twitch
And he empties his gun at the son of a

And he's hit by the smell of the black powder
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 burn of a bullet is a scar
And he's back in his in front of the bar
And the streets are and the blood's all dried
And the are dust and the whiskey's inside
So buy him a drink and him an ear
He's nobody's fool and the one here

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

He I stood in that street before it was paved
Learned shoot or be shot I could shave
I did it all for the money and
Noble was but feeling no shame
And nothing was sacred say, stayin'
And all that I learned a Colt 45

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

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

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