Luyện nghe bài hát Livin in the West

(1)John Wesley Harding shot a man for snoring, killed him in the bed right he lay,
a snort of whisky and went back to his sleepin, Rode out before they found him the next day,
(2)Now the Frank and Jesse, No-one could be more fearsome,
They robbed the and rode in the outlaw gangs,
The civil war was but still they fought for Dixie,
And legend has last name to be James.

Livin in the west must have been the best, Must been the greatest time of all.
Me I lived in the east and I was to say the least
But I never saw those sons of guns in bar-rooms starting

(3)Little William Bonney, the Kid they called him, Had to use a six-gun to survive,
He bit the dust at twenty-one but he left a reputation, A for every year he was alive

(4)Now the frontier days are over for William Frank and Jesse, And a other bad guys of their day,
But they still live on in stories and I hope they live forever,And to sum it up is all that I want to say (Chorus)