Luyện nghe bài hát Old Silver

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

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

'Cause Old Silver the best of it with him
The lovers and the and the dreamers of dreams
And Old Silver the love of a lady
Who got over Old Silver and me
she never got over Old Silver and me

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

Now the lady she loved him and she asked questions
Though she laid awake wonderin' on many a
She she was leavin' most every mornin'
But she would kiss him when he turned out the lights
She was right there when he turned out the lights

Now there's always a 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 taking the first Greyhound she'd seen
But god I hate her for takin' the first Greyhound seen

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