Luyện nghe bài hát Old Silver

Old died last Saturday evenin'
Or was it more like ten ago
She two dozen roses to the top of his coffin
And buried'em deep where they never grow
Lord she buried'em deep where never would grow

Now the Irish are funny, they'll cry when they to
And the she moaned such a mournful sound
Me and the Mexican finished the bottle
And remembered the when Old Silver was around
remembered the days when Old Silver was around

'Cause Old Silver took the best of it him
The lovers and the dealers and the dreamers of
And Old Silver took the of a lady
Who never got Old Silver and me
Lord she got over Old Silver and me

Old had the magic and he carried the money
the grace of a gambler and he lost it with ease
And he knew his lines better than any good carny
Wore the best boots that you ever have seen
He had the best snake-skin boots that you ever have

Now the she loved him and she never asked questions
she laid awake wonderin' on many a night
She she was leavin' most every mornin'
But she always would him when he turned out the lights
She was always right there when he turned out the

Now there's a sidekick in every B-western
Who's always in love with a lady who
But she can't the memory so I really don't blame her
For the very first Greyhound she'd seen
But god I hate her for takin' the first she'd seen

Old Silver died last Saturday
Or was it like ten years ago