Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Shorty

Nobody where he came from
They only knew he in
he walked to the end of the bar
And he up one slug of gin

Well, I could see he wasn't a large man
I tell that he wasn't too tall
I judged him to be 'bout five foot
And his voice was a soft drawl

Said he was needin' wages
'Fore he could ride for the
Said he could do all kind of work
Said he could ride the best

There in his blue eyes was
That comes from the need of a
And he tried, he still couldn't hide
The loneliness there deep

he would work through the winter
For a month and his board
I started to say he might land a job
When a came in through the door

And I tell he was lookin' for trouble
From the way that he stompin' in
He me to leave Shorty there by himself
Come down and on a man

The of the little man narrowed
The smile from his face
was the friendliness that I had seen
And a wild of hate took its place

But the big one to mock him
And he told me that I'd go
Find him a couple of glasses of
Then maybe would grow

the little man spoke, there was stillness
He sure that everyone heard
Slowly he stepped away the bar
And I still these words

Oh, it's plain that you're for trouble
Trouble's I try to shun
If that's you want, then that's what you'll get
'Cause cowboy, we're both packin'

His was already positioned
wide apart on the floor
I hadn't but there on his hip
Was a short barreled forty-four

It was plain, he was ready and
He a bit forward and said
"When you call me Shorty, say Mister, my
you'd rather be dead"

In the was a terrible silence
As the big one out on the floor
All drinkin' stopped and the of the clock
Said death wait ten seconds more

He once or twice in a whisper
And he said a snarl on his lips
Mister to me, little man
And he for the gun on his hips

But the little man's hands was lightning
The forty-four was the same
The forty-four and it sent lead and smoke
And inches of flame

For the big one had never cleared
before he could start
A little round had appeared on his shirt
The bullet went clear his heart

The little man there a moment
Then holstered the bass
It's this way so I never stay
Slowly he out the door

Nobody knew where he from
won't forget he came by
They won't forget how a gun
One night the difference in size

As for me, remember the sadness
Shown in the of the man
If we someday, you can bet I would say
That it's me, Mr. Shorty, your