Luyện nghe bài hát New Life in Old Mexico

I the Mississippi,
turned at San Antone
A knife, a woolen coat,
a bag on my arm
It's all somebody to make it through the land
Walk the night, travel light, the Rio Grande
strums a mandolin, soft gulf breezes blow
My new life is waiting in old

I was once a man livin' peacefully
to say exactly when the devil blinded me
But there was some when my sweet
wife left world
Darker times, crimes,
a dead working girl
Left a jailer in Caroline,
watching me from below
My new life is waiting in old

in the shadows
Runnin' from my
where the wind blows
Where no one my name

In the El Vaquero Bar in the town of Eagle
Moments from my freedom warm in my glass
Some boracho me for the man who stole his wife
He went for his as I reached for my knife
He never fired a second shot he was just too
My new life is waiting in old

I hear of hidden harbors of Mazatlan
Where cool spring mountain
meet the Pacific sun
I pray the miles traveled and all the sins I bear
Burn away like mornin' fog and in the air
beyond the border now, but many miles to go
My new is waiting in old Mexico