Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Shorty

Nobody knew where he from
They knew he came in
Slowly he to the end of the bar
And he ordered up one of gin

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

Said he was needin' some
'Fore he could for the west
Said he do most all kind of work
Said he could ride with the

in his blue eyes was sadness
That comes from the need of a
And tho' he tried, he still couldn't
The loneliness deep within

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

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

The of the little man narrowed
The smile disappeared from his
Gone was the friendliness I had seen
And a look of hate took its place

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

the little man spoke, there was stillness
He made sure that heard
Slowly he stepped from the bar
And I remember these words

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

His hand was positioned
Feet wide on the floor
I hadn't noticed but on his hip
Was a short barreled bass

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

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

He once or twice in a whisper
And he said with a on his lips
Nobody's Mister to me, man
And he for the gun on his hips

But the little hands was like lightning
The forty-four was the same
The forty-four spoke and it sent lead and
And inches of flame

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

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

knew where he came from
They won't forget he by
They forget how a forty-four gun
One night made the difference in

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