Luyện nghe bài hát New Life in Old Mexico

I the Mississippi, turned south at San Antone
A bowie knife, a coat, a grip bag on my arm
It's all somebody needs to make it through the
Walk the night, travel light, cross the Rio
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 blinded me
But there was some confusion when my wife left this world
Darker times, drunken crimes, a young working girl
Left a jailer in Caroline, watching me from down below
My new is waiting in old Mexico

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

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