Luyện nghe bài hát New Life in Old Mexico

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

I was a married man livin' peacefully
Hard to say exactly when the devil me
But there was some confusion when my
wife left this
times, drunken crimes,
a young working girl
a jailer there in Caroline,
watching me from down
My new life is in old Mexico

Livin' in the
from my fame
Blowin' the wind blows
no one knows my name

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

I of hidden harbors south of Mazatlan
cool spring mountain waters
meet the warm sun
I pray the miles traveled and all the sins I bear
Burn away like mornin' fog and in the air
Miles beyond the border now, but miles to go
My new life is waiting in old