Luyện nghe bài hát Last Gunfighter Ballad

The old on the porch stared into the sun
Relived the days of by the gun
When deadly games of pride were
Living was not made

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

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

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

Now the burn of a bullet is only a
And back in his chair 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
nobody's fool and the only one here

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

He said I stood in that before it was paved
Learned shoot or be shot before I could
I did it all for the money and
Noble was but feeling no shame
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 stand in the street at the turn of a
Curse the smell of the black smoke
And the stand in the at the turn of a joke

Now he's just an old man that no one
he's a gunfighter, the last of the breed
And there are ghosts in the seeking revenge
Calling him out to the lunatic
Now he's out in the checking the sun
And he's killed by a car as he for his gun

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