Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Shorty

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

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

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

There in his blue was sadness
That from the need of a friend
And he tried, he still couldn't hide
The loneliness deep within

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

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

The eyes of the man narrowed
The smile disappeared from his
was the friendliness that I had seen
And a wild look of took its place

But the big one continued to him
And he me that I'd better go
Find him a couple of of milk
maybe Shorty would grow

When the little man spoke, was stillness
He made sure that everyone
Slowly he stepped from the bar
And I still these words

Oh, it's plain that lookin' 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 hand was already
Feet wide apart on the
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 was a terrible silence
As the big one out on the floor
All stopped and the tick of the clock
Said death would wait ten seconds

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

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

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

The little man there a moment
holstered the bass forty-four
It's always way so I never stay
he walked out the door

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

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