Luyện nghe bài hát One hour ahead of the posse

One hour ahead of the
the are hot on my trail
last I shot my sweetheart
this morning I broke out of

my Pinto is tired and
and I'm feeling weary and
we started of the posse
and we got to going on

the aswored he would get me
he's with 20 and 5
but I'm not of that posse
they never get me alive

One hour ahead of the
no to left or to right
we must win the to the river
or there'll be a hanging

one hour of the posse
no time for remorse or
but somehow her still haunt me
her laughter is me yet

it started the night we might
she kissed me and vowed she care
I the gold in pocket
to fondle the curls in her

she when she told me she loved me
she lied with each kiss that she
she lied to the moment I her
and now she still in her grave

on hour ahead of the
the night is a-coming on
we must win the to the rio
and well shake old posse at last

nearing the end of our journey
and now I'm inside of my
at last we've beaten the
- gun -
may the Lord have mercy on my