Luyện nghe bài hát One hour ahead of the posse

One hour of the posse
the bloodhounds are hot on my
night I shot my sweetheart
this morning I out of jail

my Pinto is and hungry
and I'm weary and warm
we started ahead of the
and we got to going on

the sherrif he would get me
riding with 20 and 5
but I'm not of that posse
they will get me alive

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

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

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

she lied when she told me she me
she lied with each that she gave
she lied to the moment I her
and now she lies still in her

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

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