Luyện nghe bài hát One hour ahead of the posse

One ahead of the posse
the bloodhounds are hot on my
last I shot my sweetheart
morning I broke out of jail

my is tired and hungry
and I'm weary and warm
we ahead of the posse
and we got to keep on

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

One ahead of the posse
no turning to left or to
we must win the race to the
or there'll be a hanging

one hour of the posse
no time for or regret
but somehow her eyes still me
her is taunting me yet

it the night that we might
she kissed me and she would care
I traded the in pocket
to fondle the curls in her

she lied she told me she loved me
she with each kiss that she gave
she lied to the I caught her
and now she lies in her grave

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

we're the end of our journey
and now I'm of my goal
at last we've the posse
- gun -
may the Lord have mercy on my