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
this I broke out of jail

my Pinto is 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 will get me

One hour ahead of the
no turning to or to right
we win the race to the river
or be a hanging tonight

one hour ahead of the
no for remorse or regret
but somehow her still haunt 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 when she told me she loved me
she lied each kiss that she gave
she to the moment I caught her
and now she lies in her grave

on hour ahead of the
the night is on fast
we win the race 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 beaten the posse
- gun -
may the Lord mercy on my soul