Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Shorty

Nobody knew where he came
They only he came 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 Texas

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

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

Said he would work the winter
For thirty a month and his
I started to say where he land a job
When a fellow came in the door

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

The of the little man narrowed
The smile from his face
was the friendliness that I had seen
And a wild look of hate 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 Shorty would grow

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

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

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 and waitin'
He leaned a bit forward and
"When you call me Shorty, say Mister, my
Maybe rather be dead"

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

He cussed or twice in a whisper
And he said with a on his lips
Mister to me, little man
And he grabbed for the gun on his

But the man's hands was like lightning
The forty-four was the same
The forty-four spoke and it sent lead and
And seventeen of flame

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

The little man stood a moment
Then holstered the forty-four
It's always this way so I stay
he walked out the door

Nobody where he came from
They forget he came 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 meet someday, you can bet I say
it's me, Mr. Shorty, your friend