Luyện nghe bài hát One hour ahead of the posse

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

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

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

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

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

it started the night we might
she me and vowed 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 moment I her
and now she still in her grave

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

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