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

the sherrif he would get me
he's with 20 and 5
but I'm not afeared of 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 tonight

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

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

she lied she told me she loved me
she lied with each kiss that she
she to the moment I caught 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 that old posse at last

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