Luyện nghe bài hát New Life in Old Mexico

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

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

Livin' in the
from my fame
Blowin' where the wind
Where no one knows my

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

I hear of hidden south of Mazatlan
Where cool spring waters
meet the Pacific sun
I pray the miles I've traveled and all the sins I
Burn like mornin' fog and vanish in the air
Miles the border now, but many miles to go
My new life is waiting in old